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A friendly Squire at Nigel's elbohispered the na of Tilford, the Squire of Chandos, are you not?" said he "My naton in Cheshire I am the Squire of Sir James Audley, yonder round-backed man with the dark face and close-cropped beard, who hath the Saracen head as a crest above hiel, gazing at hi He is the bravest knight in England, and in Christendom also, as I believe No el looked at his new acquaintance with hope in his eyes "You speak as it becomes you to speak when you uphold your own master," said he "For the same reason, Master Delves, and in no spirit of ill-will to you, it behooves me to tell you that he is not to be coht on whom I wait Should you hold otherwise, then surely we can debate the matter in whatever way or tiood-humoredly "Nay, be not so hot," said he "Had you upheld any other knight, save perhaps Sir Walter Manny, I had taken you at your word, and your master or mine would have had place for a new Squire But indeed it is only truth that no knight is second to Chandos, nor would I draw my sword to lower his pride of place Ha, Sir Jaon of Gascony in his hand "The King hath had good news to-night," he continued when he returned "I have not seen hiht e took the Frenchmen and he laid his pearl chaplet upon the head of de Ribeauh bodes soood, or I am the more mistaken Have a care! Sir John's plate is eel's turn to dart away; but ever in the intervals he returned to the corner whence he could look down the hall and listen to the words of the older Squire Delves was a short, thick-set hwhich showed that he was more at his ease in a tent than a hall But ten years of service had taught hierly to his talk