Evening star., 1905-11-06
CHAPTER xxIx-Continued.

81 would Lady Tiphaine.' cried the Lazy
Rochefort. that you would use your power
to tell me what hath befallen my golden
bracelet which l wore when hawking upon
the second Sunday Of Advent, and have
never set eyes upon since.
NAY, lady" said Du Guesclin, 'it does
not befit so great and wondrous a power
to pry and search and play the varlet even
to the beautiful chatelaine of Villefranche.
Ask a worthy question, and, with the piess-
ing of God, you shall have a worthy an
swer."
Then l would fain ask" cried one OF
the French squires, "as to which may nope
to conquer in these wars betwixt the Eng
lish and ourselves
Both will conquer and each will hold lts
own" answered the Lady Tiphaine
Then we shall still hold Gascony ana
Guenne?" cried Sir Nigel.
The lady shook her head.
French land French blood. French
speech" she answered. They are frehei'
"Rut not Bordeaux?" cried Sir Nigel. ex-
citedly.
Bordeaux also is for France
But Calais?'
"Calnis, too"
"Wo, worth me then, and i'll hail to these
evil words! If Bordeaux and Calais De
gone. then what is left for England!
1T seems indeed that there are evii ls CiliIs'
coming upon your country" said Gu Cues
clin I'm our fondest hopes we never
thought to hold Bordeaux. BY st ives:
this news hath warmed the heart WITHIN
me- Our dear country VIII IL then oe 'eiS
great in the future Tiphane?
Great and rich and beautiful. sne
cried Far down the course OF time car,
see her still leading the nations, way WA - -
queen among the peoples, great IN "aI oue
greater in peace, quick in thought, deft IN
action. with her peoples will for her sole
monarch from the sands OF calais 10 'he
blue SECS of the south.
Hal cried Du Guesclin. with his eyes
flashing In triumph, you hear her, o!r
Nipel?-and she never yet said word which
not sooth. ,
The English knight shook his head MOOD
:what of my own poor country?" said
he Il fear lady, that what you nave saio
bodies but small good for her ,
The lady sat with parted lips, and her
breath came quick and fast.
My Godr she cried, what Is this ina.
is shown me? Whence come they, tnese
peoples, these lordly nations, these mighty
countries which rise up before me? loon
beyond, and others rise, and yet others, lat
and further to the shores OF the u'terinuss nos =
waters They crowd They swarm! me
world is given to them. and 1t resounds WIN
the clang of their hammers and the rlhslns
OF their church bells. They call them many
Names and they rule them TINS way or
that. but they are all English, for l can
hear the voices of the people. On l go.
and onward over seas where man hath
never yet sailed, and L see srea1
land under new stars and stranger
sky, and still the land is England, Where
have her children not gone? What have
they not done? Her banner is planted on
ice Her banner is scorched In the sun.
She lies athwart the lands, and her snado"
is over the seas. Bertrand, Bertrand! we
are undone. for the buds of her bud are
even as our choicest hower.
Her voice rose into wild cry, ana throw :
ing up her arms she sank back white ana
nerveless into the deep oaken chair.
ut is over" said Du Guesclin moodliy.
as he raised her dropping head with ms
strong brown hand. Wine for the lady
squire, The blessed hour of sight hath
passed.