“Let them go,” he would say; “we want no rotten timber in our house.”
When Prince Henry, Richard of Cornwall’s son, sought the earl’s leave not to bear arms against his father and his uncle, Simon bade him go, and return in arms.
“For,” said he with scorn, “I would rather have a bold enemy, than a cock that will crow on neither dunghill.”
“I, and my sons will stand for England, and the Charter,” he said. “I will not go back from my purpose, though I sacrifice my blood, and the blood of my children.”
Such was Simon the Earl when fate seemed against him, and such were the men who gathered about him with grim and silent faces, and the determination to go through to the end. Ardour and high purpose were theirs those months. The Mise had purged4 the cause of slackness and mere5 self-seeking. The people of England were to read the King a lesson that was never to be forgotten by his masterful and more kingly son.
Some days after Simon the Younger had passed through Reigate, a party of the King’s men came riding into the town. They were very insolent6 and high-handed gentlemen who swore that Reigate was a nest of rebels because the townsmen had lodged7 Young Simon and his following, and given them food. None other than Gaillard commanded this company, Gaillard who was furious over the news that a spy had brought him, the news that Etoile had won young Simon as a lover. Gaillard spared neither tongue nor fist in Reigate. These fat pigs of English should be bled in return for the way De Montfort had trampled8 on Gascony.
Gaillard was never so happy as when he could tease and bully9. He and his men, who were mostly mercenaries from over the sea, took possession of Reigate, and established themselves strongly there. They terrorised the place, doing much as their passions pleased, taking all they needed, and robbing even the churches. So many of them were drunk at night that had the townsmen showed some enterprise, they could have risen and rid themselves of the whole pack.
Old Fulcon had shut up his shop, and baked only such bread as he could serve out secretly to his neighbours. But Gaillard soon heard of Fulcon’s frowardness, and came riding down one morning to see such impudence10 properly chastened. His men beat in the shutterflap of the shop with their spear staves, and found Fulcon waiting sulkily within.
The baker11 had shut Ban up in an outhouse, knowing that the dog would show fight, and have a sword thrust through him for his pains. Gaillard’s men dragged Fulcon out into the street, and brought him beside the Gascon’s horse.
“Because I have no sticks,” said Fulcon surlily.
“We will give you the stick, dog, unless you send us thirty loaves daily.”
“I have no flour left,” he said, “and no fool will send flour into the town,” and he grinned from ear to ear.
Gaillard cursed him.
“What, you goat, you horned scullion, are we to be starved! I will see to it that you have flour and faggots. You shall bake us bread, you dog, or we will bake you in your own oven.”
Denise was in her room when Gaillard’s men broke into Fulcon’s shop. There was no window looking upon the street, and since Denise was no coward and wished to see what was happening to Fulcon, she opened the door and came out upon the stairway. As she stood there, two of Gaillard’s men caught sight of her, and began to call to her from the street.
“See there, the old dog has a pretty daughter.”
“Hallo, my dear, come down and be kissed.”
Gaillard himself turned his horse, and looked up at Denise. And Gaillard knew her, and she, him.
Denise would have fled in and closed the door, but she seemed unable to move, held there by Gaillard’s eyes. The man’s face had flushed at first, but he covered a moment’s sheepishness with a smile like the glitter of sunlight upon brass14. Perhaps he saw how Denise shrank from him, and for a woman to shrink from him made Gaillard the more insolent.
“Sweet saint,” said he, laughing and looking up at her, “what do we here? Have we grown tired of the beech15 wood, and Gaffer Aymery, and the Sussex pigs?”
Denise closed her eyes, and stood holding the hand-rail of the stair. She heard Gaillard laugh, and the sound of his horse trampling16 the flints of the street. When she opened her eyes, he was still there below her. And the sight of the man filled her with such sickness and loathing17 that she turned her head away as she would have turned her head from some brutal18 deed.
“Courage, Sanctissima,” said he, “only ugly women have no friends. Master Flour and Faggots shall be treated gently for your sake. Speak for me in your prayers.”
And he called his men about him, and rode away up the street.
Denise went into her room, and barred the door, and sitting down on the bed, looked with blank eyes at the walls of the room. A sense of utter helplessness possessed19 her, so that she could neither pray nor think.
So great was her loathing of the man, so poignant20 her repulsion, that she fell into a fever of unrest that night, and could not sleep because of Gaillard. Denise knew how much pity to expect from a man of Gaillard’s nature; bolts and bars would not avail in the town if the Gascon’s whim21 sought her out. She felt driven out again into the world, to hide herself, to escape from the very thought of the touch of Gaillard’s hands.
By dawn Denise had made up her mind. She would slip out of the town, and throw herself once more into the unknown. Life had so little promise for her, nor was it in her heart to turn nun22 after what had passed. She was ready to work as a servant for the sake of a home.
Denise was not destined23 to leave Reigate town that day, for Fulcon came climbing up the stairs soon after dawn, and knocked softly at her door. He had been at work that night, perforce, baking bread for Gaillard’s men, but Fulcon had heard news, news that made him grunt24 exultingly25 as he laboured.
“Child,” he said, “come down into the garden. I have a word for you.”
Denise unbarred her door, and followed Fulcon down the stair. He saw that she was fully26 dressed, but he said nothing, for Fulcon made a habit of sleeping in his clothes.
When they had gained the garden the baker shook his fist at some invisible figure, but looked very sly and cheerful.
“The Gascon dog, the bully, the thief! They are coming with whips to whip him out of the town.”
“Sweeting, I was afraid last night because of that hot-eyed wolf. But last night we had news, we English pigs. Tell me now, can you hear a bell ringing?”
Denise could not.
“No, child, it is Paul’s Bell in London City. They are up, the men of London, and have flung the Frenchman’s judgment29 back into his face. ‘King stands by King, and cobbler by cobbler. No Mise for us, but the sword of Earl Simon.’ Bold lads, let them shout that! London City has risen. Hear the wasps30 humming. They are on the wing everywhere, stinging fire into Richard the Roman’s manors31.”
Denise had never seen the little brown man so excited before. His taciturnity had become voluble. Dog Ban, sympathetic cur, set up a militant32 barking.
“This pig of a Gascon knows nothing. We were sick of his wallowings, and we sent out our messengers. To-night the men of London will be here. The Gascon and his fools will be full of mead33 and wine. We shall open a gate. Then let these foreign dogs die in the gutter34.”
So Denise said nothing to Fulcon of her intended flight, but chose to bide35 her time on the chance that Gaillard would be driven out of Reigate. She had found a refuge in the town, and she loved dog Ban, and trusted Fulcon. Where else could she find a surer shelter?
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