I will remember. When the time
comes I shall know what to do."
When the priest had finished his office we slipped out before any
one else moved, and reached the shelter of the woods again without
encountering any other person. I almost hoped that the Maid would
speak to us of what had been revealed to her in that church, but
she kept the matter in her own heart. Yet, methinks, she pondered
it long and earnestly; for although she laid her down as if to
sleep, her eyes were generally wide open, looking upwards through
the leafless budding boughs of the trees as though they beheld
things not of this earth.
It was upon this day that I wrote, at the Maid's request, a letter
to the uncrowned King at Chinon, asking of him an audience on
behalf of Jeanne d'Arc, the maiden from Domremy, of whom he had
probably heard. This letter I dispatched to Sir Guy de Laval,
asking him to deliver it to the King with his own hands, and to
bring us an answer ere we reached Chinon, which we hoped now to do
in a short while.
The missive was carried by the King's archer, who knew his road
right well, and was acquainted with the person of Sir Guy.
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