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In an instant it had taken to its heels, the precious armor upon its back, and thundered away down the road which they had traversed Aylward jualloped after the runaway as hard as he could ride Thus it cael was shorn of all his little dignity, had lost his two horses, his attendant and his outfit, and found hi in his shirt and drawers upon the pathway dohich the burly figure of the Lord of Pons was slowly advancing

The knight errant, whose ht of the love dangled fro that had occurred Hence, all that met his eyes was a noble yellow horse, which was tethered by the track, and a s man, who appeared to be a lunatic since he had undressed hastily in the heart of the forest, and stood noith an eager anxious face clad in his underlinen aarh Lord of Pons could take no notice, and so he pursued his inexorable way, his arrogant eyes looking out into the distance and his thoughts set intently upon the maiden of St Jean He was dimly aware that the little crazyway beside hi

"Just one hour, est, and a poor Squire of England shall ever hold himself your debtor! Do but condescend to rein your horse until my harness comes back to me! Will you not stoop to show me some small deed of arms? I implore you, fair sir, to spare o upon your way!"

Lord de Pons ht brush away an iel becareat war-horse, and clashing like a pair of cyh the forest So he rode upon his inald Cobha chase Aylward secured the spare horse and brought it back, he found his master seated upon a fallen tree, his face buried in his hands and hiswas said, for the matter was beyond words, and so in moody silence they rode upon their way