He must not flee away. He must
stay to face his foes. I will lead his armies to victory, and he
shall yet be crowned King of France. Let him never speak more of
deserting his realm. That shall not--that must not be!"
Sir Guy was off his horse by now; he bent his knee to the Maid.
"I will tell the King that the Deliverer hath truly come," he said;
and taking her hand, ere she could prevent it, he reverently kissed
it.
CHAPTER VI. HOW THE MAID CAME TO THE KING.
So Guy de Laval had fallen beneath the spell of the Maid, even as
we had done. He spoke of it to me afterwards. It was not because of
her words, albeit she had plainly shown knowledge of that which he
had been saying before her approach. It was not the beauty of her
serene face, or the dignity of her mien. It was as though some
power outside of himself urged him to some act of submission. An
overshadowing presence seemed to rest upon him as with the touch of
a hand, and he who had laughed at the idea of the restoration of
miracles suddenly felt all his doubts and misgivings fall away.
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