Buckingham, and there Roger Leybourn saw, in letters of blood, NT.

The Baron advanced with outstretched hand.

"I owe you much. You have saved my poor, silly wife from this beast, and

Joan de Tany is my cousin, so I am doubly beholden to you, Norman of Torn."

The outlaw pretended that he did not see the hand.

"You owe me nothing, Sir Roger, that may not be paid by a good supper. I

have eaten but once in forty-eight hours."

The outlaw now called to Shandy and his men, telling them to remain on

watch, but to interfere with no one within the castle.

He then sat at the table with Roger Leybourn and his lady, who had

recovered from her swoon, and behind them on the rushes of the floor lay

the body of De Fulm in a little pool of blood.

Leybourn told them that he had heard that De Fulm was at his home, and had

hastened back; having been in hiding about the castle for half an hour

before the arrival of Norman of Torn, awaiting an opportunity to enter

unobserved by the servants. It was he who had followed across the ladder

after Shandy.

The outlaw spent the night at the castle of Roger Leybourn; for the first

time within his memory a welcomed guest under his true name at the house of

a gentleman.

The following morning, he bade his host goodbye, and returning to his camp

started on his homeward march toward Torn.

Near midday, as they were approaching the Thames near the environs of

London, they saw a great concourse of people hooting and jeering at a small

party of gentlemen and gentlewomen.

Some of the crowd were armed, and from very force of numbers were waxing

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