had been hastily compelled to rechristen themselves when, from some
cause or other, the particular individual whose name or arms they bore
fell suddenly into disgrace. That such might happen in this case,
however, never crossed his mind.

Passing the guards, who knew him and saluted, he entered the house, but
was stopped at once by two strange squires, who informed him that the
Duke was at present engaged. But even as they spoke, the inner door
opened and Sir Richard Ratcliffe came out.

"Welcome back, Sir Aymer," he exclaimed. "The Duke has inquired for
you. Why were you not announced?"

"I was told he was engaged," said Aymer.

"That was because they did not know you were of the Household. Come--"
and himself admitted him.

The Duke was alone, seated before a rough table with his head upon his
hand, and he did not stir until De Lacy stood directly before him.
Then raising his eyes he fastened them intently upon the young Knight's
face, though without sternness.

[Illustration: The Duke fastened his eyes upon the young knight's face.]

"You stopped at Pontefract," he said.

"I did, so please you," replied Aymer promptly. "I could gain but
little by going farther that evening."