“Know thou by this token, which the saints grant may truly find thy hand, that it is Yolande who doth send thee greeting. The foul Ganelon did persecute and vex me sorely, and angered by my scorn of him, did finally gain the ear of the king, and did me such ill service with his majesty by telling him of the part I took in thy escape from the palace, made more heinous by many and divers deceits, prompted by his ungodly heart, until the king became enraged with me, and the empress also did much disfavor and condemn me, so that forthwith I was sent back to my brother’s kingdom in disgrace. The emperor, because of my ill doing, hath frowned on my brother, King Yon, and hath denied him support. And thou canst haste thee to our succor, and if thou canst not and needst succor thyself, come hither and we can at least die together. My prayers do ever attend thee. The Saracens, from over the border in Spain, do now lay siege to our capital and we are sore beset. May the saints defend us. +Yolande.+” These simple words gave Maugis sore distress. He called his friends together, and it was then and there decided to march forthwith to the south of France and give succor to the kingdom of Yon. At Sedan they organized their army by uniting their troops and marched to Rheims. There they were stopped by meeting a force of three hundred men, whom they prepared to fight. Maugis arrested the charge and went forward to reconnoiter. Then he recognized them as some new troops which had come to serve him. After having marched some days they reached Poitiers, where they rested for a time, drilling and equipping their troops, laying contributions on the subjects of Charlemagne. From here they marched in all haste to the frontiers of Spain, where they learned more particularly that Yon, King of Acquitaine, had been dethroned by Boulag Akasir, the renowned chief of the Saracens, had fled to Bordeaux, and that now the infidel forces were about to besiege that city, the last resort of King Yon and his court. Tom with conflicting emotions at the danger which threatened Yolande, Maugis ordered all haste to be made to the rescue of the unfortunate prince, sending in advance four knights, hastening them forward to offer the services of the oncoming forces. On their arrival they found a great many other knights who had already come to offer their services. The arrival of Maugis created a great sensation. His gigantic stature, his noble air, won the attention and admiration of everybody. Tall and stately, Yolande stood beside her brother, the king, amid that brilliant assemblage, but her glance was freezing when it fell upon the expectant Maugis. Her greeting was formal and cold and she averted her face from him with a certain disdain.