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"Then there is Chandos."
"Nay, the prince would not permit it. He is to be marshal of the
lists, with Sir William Felton and the Duc d'Armagnac. The
English will be the Lord Audley, Sir Thomas Percy, Sir Thomas
Wake, Sir William Beauchamp, and our own very good lord and
leader."
"Hurrah for him, and God be with him!" cried several. "It is
honor to draw string in his service."
"So you may well say," said Aylward. "By my ten finger-bones!
if you march behind the pennon of the five roses you are like to
see all that a good bowman would wish to see. Ha! yes, mes
garcons, you laugh, but, by my hilt! you may not laugh when you
find yourselves where he will take you, for you can never tell
what strange vow he may not have sworn to. I see that he has a
patch over his eye, even as he had at Poictiers. There will come
bloodshed of that patch, or I am the more mistaken."
"How chanced it at Poictiers, good Master Aylward?" asked one of
the young archers, leaning upon his elbows, with his eyes fixed
respectfully upon the old bowman's rugged face.


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