At Bordeaux. December _To Henri la Mar, the Norman, My lad_, It has long been in my minde to write you a lettre of thanks for the helpfull deed you performed. Your name shall always be enscrolled in my memorie and I shall think of you as a brave and worthie servant of your countrie. If there come a time when you wish to try your hande as a soldier of England, you will but come to me. Your timely warning saved an army from destruction. Not only that, it saved your land and fireside from the greed of your enemies. Edward. _Postscriptum._ It may be to your interest to learn that De Marsac recovered from the blow I gave him when we fought together on the highway. But he was slain later at Poitiers. That was all. “Well, Henri,” said André, “that letter is worth while.” Transcriber’s Notes --Copyright notice provided as in the original—this e-text is public domain in the country of publication. --Silently corrected palpable typos; left non-standard spellings and dialect unchanged. --In the text versions, delimited italics text in _underscores_ (the HTML version reproduces the font form of the printed book.) End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Messenger of the Black Prince, by Thomas A. H. Mawhinney