"So this Alan must needs blame me for making him eager to run into danger?"
"Your words, he says, are weighty, as being those of a lady. But I do not think that he blames you at all, Lady Sybilla."
"Well," she said, rising up suddenly, "as he must charge my words with his going, give him that to remind him that they are weighty."
She threw me a blue silken scarf she had worn all day and went out of the armoury, and I saw her no more. I was glad that she seemed at least to be inclined to make amends for her haughtiness and ill-considered words.
Presently I gave the scarf, with the message, to Alan, and he seemed pleased with both, asking me for more of the sayings of the haughty damsel, which amused me.
"Verily, Alan, I believe that you spoke truth just now when you said you were in love," I said, laughing.
"Nay; but I hardly said so much," he answered. "Well, it is war first, and anything else afterwards, just now."