Biographical fiction; Historical fiction; Short stories, English
“Peradventure you will be good to me,” and she laid hold of my hands.
“This Knight’s name is Sir Paon de Brambre, and I have never spoken to
him all my life, though every day I see him and he loves me well. Now I
have prayed Christ and Mary to save my soul alive, and I think to-night
I shall go with my lady Blaunche, but first I would speak to this
Knight I love so well.”
All this she said right graciously, but I wept for ruth while she spoke
again.
“Dame Alys, get me this knight here into my chamber after supper that I
may take leave of him, let him come in full armour with his shield.”
And though I broke my devoir I let it be established between us that I
would bring this captain, and afterwards I found him in a study in the
garden and gave him my message, whereat he went right pale.
Now, when I returned to the chamber of Jehanne I found she had lit it
full of fair wax candles and was seated on the dais clad in a red gown
of Damascus richly besewn; and she looked pale and thin, yet joyous,
and bade me beside her until I was to let in secretly the Knight Sir
Paon, which I did presently.
And he was all armed save he carried his bassenet; on his arm was a
long-pointed shield painted with his armory, and his face was wasted
and sad and his eyen blue as Thames water.
Right within the door he went on his knees and folded his hands with
never a word.
And from the dais at the other end of the chamber Jehanne Plantagenet
looked at him and said a-high–
“Sir, in God’s name, tell me if you have a great love for me?”
And he a little changed countenance and bent his head very slowly.
“God hath holpen me to this moment,” he said, “but He cannot put it
into my mouth to say how much I love you.”
“Sir,” she answered him, “ye may always have me for your lady, and
though ye are not rich in goods or heritage ye shall be rich in this
that she, who was a King’s daughter, loved you exceedingly, and I think
you will be a worthy Knight and one full of honours, and when you have
a wife I pray you tell her of me and let her be a fair woman, but as
for me I am contracted to a villain knight in the name of love and
lineage, and yet will not marry him and yet will do my devoir.”
Then Sir Paon shook in his harness, and I had great pity of his dolours.
“Fair sir, recomfort yourself,” said Jehanne, “I have lived gaily and
shall die loyal. See you these candles, ten for the ten commandments
whole and unbroken, seven for the seven works of charity and the seven
deadly sins, five for the Five Wounds and the five senses, three for
the Trinity. Now when I am dead and ye see these burning about my tomb
and the poor people saying prayers for my soul, I beseech that you
shall add a taper to my memory.”
And the water washed his eyen and he could not speak.
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