But the fortune that had favoured his great-grandsire was denied the brave and headstrong King Henry, for at Blanche-Taque, the scene of the passage of the Somme, the French were massed in such a strong position that it would have been sheer madness to attempt the ford.
"By my halidome, my lords," exclaimed the King, when he saw the enemy's strength and unassailable position, "ere I left Harfleur I registered a solemn vow not to retrace one step while I wear coat-armour. If I cannot go on, here I must abide, but since I am unwilling to stand here and hurl defiance at these Frenchmen, I must needs go on."
To this deliberate vow Henry scrupulously adhered. On one occasion it is recorded that he inadvertently rode past a house that had been selected for his night's resting-place. Stubbornly he refused to return, and spent the night with his troops in the open.
It can be readily understood that a man who rigorously kept his oath pertaining to small matters would be even more strict in the ordering of greater things. He now gave orders for the little army to turn aside and march inland, following the left bank of the swift-flowing Somme.
This meant that the danger of his position was increased fourfold. So long as he kept to the coast his left flank was secured from attack, but directly the English Army marched away from the sea, it was liable to be completely surrounded by the ever-growing French host.
For eight long days the English army marched slowly up the valley of the Somme, vainly endeavouring to find a bridge or a ford that had been left slenderly guarded. To the fatigues of their arduous march were added the difficulties of obtaining provisions in a devastated country, but encouraged by the personal example of their Sovereign the troops maintained their courage and self-confidence.
"Canst perceive yon castle?" asked Gripwell of Geoffrey, pointing to the summit of a square keep that showed itself above a distant hill. "Tis the Castle of Maissons where the Count, Sir Raoul d'Aulx, holds thy father captive."
"I have heard much of Maissons, but never before have I perceived it," replied Geoffrey, shading his eyes as he looked towards the grim pile. "How sayest thou, Arnold? Perchance Sir Raoul and most of his men are in the field. If I obtain my lord's permission to take a score of men-at-arms, 'twould be an easy matter to ride over to Maissons and demand its surrender. Without doubt the near presence of the English army would frighten them into opening their gates."
"Nay, 'tis not to be thought of, Squire Geoffrey," replied Gripwell. "Hath not the King issued orders concerning stragglers and against affairs requiring the absence of any soldiers from the army? Think no more of it yet awhile, for I'll warrant that if we vanquish the host that threatens us the gates of every castle in Normandy will be thrown open to the King."
Reluctantly the young squire had to abandon the chance of rescuing his father, but ere long an event occurred that kept him fully occupied for some time to come.