s； and retreats as the instructors ordered。
After five minutes of this mock battle the perspiration began to pour down the faces； and the breath to come thick and short； but it was not until the lads could absolutely endure no more that the order was given to rest； and they were allowed to fling themselves panting upon the ground； while another company took its place at the triple row of posts。
As Myles struck and hacked at the pel assigned to him； Sir James Lee stood beside him watching him in grim silence。 The lad did his best to show the knight all that he knew of upper cut； under cut； thrust； and back…hand stroke； but it did not seem to him that Sir James was very well satisfied with his skill。
〃Thou fightest like a clodpole；〃 said the old man。 〃Ha； that stroke was but ill…recovered。 Strike me it again； and get thou in guard more quickly。〃
Myles repeated the stroke。
〃Pest！〃 cried Sir James。 〃Thou art too slow by a week。 Here； strike thou the blow at me。〃
Myles hesitated。 Sir James held a stout staff in his hand； but otherwise he was unarmed。
〃Strike； I say！〃 said Sir James。 〃What stayest thou for？ Art afeard？〃
It was Myles's answer that set the seal of individuality upon him。 〃Nay；〃 said he； boldly； 〃I am not afeard。 I fear not thee nor any man！〃 So saying； he delivered the stroke at Sir James with might and main。 It was met with a jarring blow that made his wrist and arm tingle； and the next instant he received a stroke upon the bascinet that caused his ears to ring and the sparks to dance。 and fly before his eyes。
〃Pardee！〃 said Sir James； grimly。 〃An I had had a mace in my hand； I would have knocked thy cockerel brains out that time。 Thou mayst take that blow for answering me so pertly。 And now we are quits。 Now strike me the stroke again an thou art not afeard。〃
Myles's eyes watered in spite of himself； and he shut the lids tight to wink the dimness away。 Nevertheless he spoke up undauntedly as before。 〃Aye； marry； will I strike it again；〃 said he； and this time he was able to recover guard quickly enough to turn Sir James's blow with his shield； instead of receiving it upon his head。
〃So！〃 said Sir James。 〃Now mind thee of this； that when thou strikest that lower cut at the legs； recover thyself more quickly。 Now； then； strike me it at the pel。〃
Gascoyne and other of the lads who were just then lying stretched out upon the grass beneath； a tree at the edge of the open court where stood the pels； were interested spectators of the whole scene。 Not one of them in their memory had heard Sir James so answered face to face as Myles had answered him； and； after all； perhaps the lad himself would not have done so had he been longer a resident in the squires' quarters at Devlen。
〃By 'r Lady！ thou art a cool blade； Myles；〃 said Gascoyne； as they marched back to the armory again。 〃Never heard I one bespeak Sir James as thou hast done this day。〃
〃And； after all；〃 said another of the young squires； 〃old Bruin was not so ill…pleased； methinks。 That was a shrewd blow he fetched thee on the crown； Falworth。 Marry； I would not have had it on my own skull for a silver penny。〃
CHAPTER 7
So little does it take to make a body's reputation。
That night all the squires' quarters buzzed with the story of how the new boy； Falworth； had answered Sir James Lee to his face without fear； and had exchanged blows with him hand to hand。 Walter Blunt himself was moved to some show of interest。
〃What said he to thee； Falworth？〃 asked he。
〃He said naught；〃 said Myles； brusquely。 〃He only sought to show me how to recover from the under cut。〃
〃It is passing strange that he should take so much notice of thee as to exchange blows with thee with his own hand。 Haply thou art either very quick or parlous slow at arms。〃
〃It is quick that he is；〃 said Gascoyne； speaking up in his friend's behalf。 〃For the second time that Falworth delivered the stroke； Sir James could not reach him to return； so I saw with mine own eyes。〃
But that very sterling independence that had brought Myles so creditably through this adventure was certain to embroil him with the rude； half…savage lads about him； some of whom； especially among the bachelors； were his superiors as well in age as in skill and training。 As said before； the bachelors had enforced from the younger boys a fagging sort of attendance on their various personal needs； and it was upon this point that Myles first came to grief。 As it chanced； several days passed before any demand was made upon him for service to the heads of the squirehood； but when that demand was made； the bachelors were very quick to see that the boy who was bold enough to speak up to Sir James Lee was not likely to be a willing fag for them。
〃I tell thee； Francis；〃 he said； as Gascoyne and he talked over the matter one day〃I tell thee I will never serve them。 Prithee； what shame can be fouler than to do such menial service； saving for one's rightful Lord？〃
〃Marry！〃 quoth Gascoyne； 〃I reason not of shame at this or that。 All I know is that others serve them who are haply as good and maybe better than I be； and that if I do not serve them I get knocked i' th' head therefore； which same goeth soothly against my stomach。〃
〃I judge not for thee；〃 said Myles。 〃Thou art used to these castle ways； but only I know that I will not serve them； though they be thirty against me instead of thirteen。〃
〃Then thou art a fool；〃 said Gascoyne； dryly。
Now in this matter of service there was one thing above all others that stirred Myles Falworth's ill…liking。 The winter before he had come to Devlen； Walter Blunt； who was somewhat of a Sybarite in his way； and who had a repugnance to bathing in the general tank in the open armory court in frosty weather； had had Dick Carpenter build a trough in the corner of the dormitory for the use of the bachelors； and every morning it was the duty of two of the younger squires to bring three pails of water to fill this private tank for the use of the head esquires。 It was seeing two of his fellow…esquires fetching and carrying this water that Myles disliked so heartily； and every morning his bile was stirred anew at the sight。
〃Sooner would I die than yield to such vile service；〃 said he。
He did not know how soon his protestations would be put to the test。
One nightit was a week or two after Myles had come to DevlenBlunt was called to attend the Earl at livery。 The livery was the last meal of the day； and was served with great pomp and ceremony about nine o'clock at night to the head of the house as he lay in bed。 Curfew had not yet rung； and the lads in the squires' quarters were still wrestling and sparring and romping boisterously in and out around the long row of rude cots in the great dormitory as they made ready for the night。 Six or eight flaring links in wrought…iron brackets that stood out from the wall threw a great ruddy glare through the barrack…like room a light of all others to romp by。 Myles and Gascoyne were engaged in defending the passage…way between their two cots against the attack of three other lads； and Myles held his sheepskin coverlet rolled up into a ball and balanced in his hand； ready for launching at the head of one of the others so soon as it should rise from behind the shelter of a cot。 Just then Walter Blunt； dressed with more than usual care； passed by on his way to the Earl's house。 He stopped for a moment and said； 〃Mayhaps I will not be in until late to…night。 Thou and Falworth； Gascoyne； may fetch water to…morrow。
Then he was gone。 Myles stood staring after his retreating figure with eyes open and mouth agape； still holding the ball of sheepskin balanced in his hand。 Gascoyne burst into a helpless laugh at his blank； stupefied face； but the next moment he laid his hand on his friend's shoulder。
〃Myles；〃 he said； 〃thou wilt not make trouble； wilt thou？〃
Myles made no answer。 He flung down his sheepskin and sat him gloomily down upon the side of the cot。
〃I said that I would sooner die than fetch water for them；〃 said he。
〃Aye； aye；〃 said Gascoyne； 〃but that was spoken in haste。〃
Myles said nothing； but shook his head。
But； after all； circumstances shape themselves。 The next morning when he rose up through the dark waters of sleep it was to feel some one shaking him violently by the shoulder。
〃Come！〃 cried Gascoyne； as Myles opened his eyes〃come； time passeth； and we are late。〃
Myles； bewildered with his sudden awakening； and still fuddled with the fumes of sleep； huddled into his doublet and hose； hardly knowing what he was doing； tying a point here and a point there； and slipping his feet into his shoes。 Then he hurried after Gascoyne； frowzy； half…dressed； and even yet only half…awake。 It was not until he was fairly out into the fresh air and saw Gascoyne filling the three leathern buckets at the tank； that he fully awakened to the fact that he was actually doing that hateful service for the bachelors which he had protested he would sooner die than render。
The sun was just rising； gilding the crown of the donjon…keep with a flame of ruddy light。 Below； among the lesser buildings； the day was still gray and misty。 Only an occasional noise broke the silence of the early morning： a cough from one of the rooms； the rattle of a pot or a pan； stirred by some sleepy scullion； the clapping of a door or a shutter； and now and then the crowing of a cock back of the long row of stablesall sounding loud and startling in the fresh dewy stillness。
〃Thou hast betrayed me；〃 said Myles； harshly； breaking the silence at last。 〃I knew not what I was doing； or else I would never have come hither。 Ne'theless； even though I be come； I will not carry the water for them。〃
〃So be it；〃 said Gascoyne； tartly。 〃An thou canst not stomach it； let be； and I will e'en carry all three myself。 It will make me two journeys； but； thank Heaven； I am not so proud as to wish to get me hard knocks for naught。〃 So saying； he picked up two of the buckets and started away across the court for the dormitory。
Then Myles； with a lowering face； snatched up the third； and； hurrying after； gave him his hand with the extra pail。 So it was that he came to do service； after all。
〃Why tarried ye so long？〃 said one of the older ba