“Now are they like sheep that but an hour ago were very wolves. And one man has conquered them.”
Fulk turned to him.
“No, by God; but for a woman’s wit we should have been beaten into the dust.”
His eyes sought Isoult.
“Now have we soared together, you and I, into the blue.”
CHAPTER XXVI
It was night, and the Princess knelt at her prie-dieu in her chamber at the Wardrobe, and offered up thanks for the passing of this great peril. And being a noble lady, and a woman of heart, she prayed for Fulk Ferrers as well as for her son.
Fulk had been brought to her, and she had looked him in the eyes, marvelling, and trying to put the bitterness out of her heart.
“Sir, we are your very great debtors.”
Fulk, though a young man, had felt her pride, her beauty, and her shame, and had kissed her hands.