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"I will say no word," answered the other, smiling, and so with many
friendly words we parted, and Bertrand and I, with one servant
behind us, turned our horses' heads back along the road by which we
had come.
"Bertrand," I said, as the shadows lengthened, the soft dusk fell
in the forest, and the witchery of the evening hour fell upon my
heart, "I would that I could see this maiden of whom you speak,
this Jeanne d'Arc of the village of Domremy."
He turned and looked me full in the face; I saw his eyes glow and
the colour deepen in his cheeks.
"You would not go to mock, friend Jean de Metz?" he said, for so I
am generally named amongst my friends.
"Nay," I answered truthfully, "there is no thought of mockery in my
heart; yet I fain would see the Maid."
He paused awhile in thought and then made answer:
"At least we may ride together one day to Domremy; but whether or
no we see the Maid will be according to the will of Heaven."
CHAPTER II. HOW I FIRST SAW THE MAID.
I did not forget my desire to see this maiden of Domremy, nor did
Bertrand, I trow, forget the promise, albeit some days passed by
ere we put our plan into action.
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