"Will you run a yard measure round the shoulders?" Sir Robert said. One was forty inches, the other thirty-six.
"That will do well; one is bigger than the other, and the measurement will give them an inch or two to spare. And now as to heights. The one is five feet ten, the other an inch less; but this matters little, seeing that another strip of steel can be added or one taken away from the leg pieces without difficulty. I think that they will do excellently well. And now, what is the price?"
It was a heavy one, for the armour was of exceptional make and strength by reason of its temper, but was still light, the excellence of the steel rendering it unnecessary to get anything like the weight of ordinary armour.
Van Voorden made no attempt to bargain, but merely said, "Please send them round at once to the Golden Fleece, in the Poultry, which was till yesterday the abode of Master Nicholas Leyd, and also furnish me with the bill by your messenger."
"My son will come," said the armourer, "with two men to carry the armour, and in a quarter of an hour the suits shall be at your door."
"Send also, I pray you, swords and daggers of the finest temper with each suit, and add the charge to the account."
CHAPTER X — A FIGHT IN THE OPEN
It was seven in the evening, and Sir Ralph and his family had just finished their evening meal, when one of the retainers announced that two porters had brought a letter and some goods from Mynheer Van Voorden.