St. George for England: A Tale of Cressy and PoitiersHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
History
St. George for England: A Tale of Cressy and Poitiers
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
Great Britain -- History -- Edward III, 1327-1377 -- Fiction
The cloud which had hung over the face of the young noble cleared. It
had indeed been a bitter mortification to him that he, the son of one of
the proudest of English nobles, should have been worsted by a London
apprentice, and it was a relief to him to find that his opponent was one
of knightly blood. He turned frankly to Walter and held out his hand. "I
greet you as a comrade, sir," he said, "and hope some day that in our
rivalry in the field I may do better than I have done to-day."
"That is well spoken," the king said. Then he rose and in a loud voice
addressed the combatants, saying that all had borne themselves well and
bravely, and that he thanked them, not only for the rare pastime which
they had made, but for the courage and boldness which had been displayed
on both sides. So saying, he waved his hand as a token that the
proceedings were ended, and returned with the court to Westminster;
while the crowd of spectators overflowed the lists, those who had
friends in the apprentice array being anxious to know how they had
fared. That evening there was a banquet given by the lord mayor. Walter
was invited to be present, with Giles and Geoffrey, and many
complimentary things were said to him, and he was congratulated on the
prospects which awaited him. After dinner all the 'prentices who had
taken part in the sports filed through the hall and were each presented
with a gold piece by the lord mayor, in the name of the corporation, for
having so nobly sustained the renown of the city.
After the entertainment was over Walter returned with Geoffrey to the
bowyer's house, and there heard from his two friends and Bertha the
details of his mother's life from the time that she had been a child,
and the story of her arrival with him, and her death. He had still
difficulty in believing that it was all true, that Giles and Bertha,
whom he had so long regarded as his father and mother, were only his
kind guardians, and that he was the scion of two noble families. Very
warmly and gratefully he thanked his three friends for the kindness
which they had shown to him, and vowed that no change of condition
should ever alter his feelings of affection toward them. It was not
until the late hour of nine o'clock that he said good-by to his
foster-parents, for he was next day to repair to the lodging of Sir
Walter Manny, who was to sail again before the week was out for the Low
Countries, from which he had only returned for a few days to have
private converse with the king on the state of matters there. His
friends would have delivered to him his mother's ring and other tokens
which she had left, but thought it better to keep these, with the other
proofs of his birth, until his claim was established to the satisfaction
of the lord justiciaries.
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