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th true blood in his veins he will acquire knightly arts shrewdly quick when the time cometh to learn them。〃
But hard and grinding as Myles's life was； it was not entirely without pleasures。 There were many boys living in Crosbey…Dale and the village； yeomen's and farmers' sons； to be sure； but； nevertheless； lads of his own age； and that； after all； is the main requirement for friendship in boyhood's world。 Then there was the river to bathe in； there were the hills and valleys to roam over； and the wold and woodland； with their wealth of nuts and birds'…nests and what not of boyhood's treasures。
Once he gained a triumph that for many a day was very sweet under the tongue of his memory。 As was said before； he had been three times to the market…town at fair…time； and upon the last of these occasions he had fought a bout of quarterstaff with a young fellow of twenty； and had been the conqueror。 He was then only a little over fourteen years old。
Old Diccon； who had gone with him to the fair； had met some cronies of his own； with whom he had sat gossiping in the ale…booth； leaving Myles for the nonce to shift for himself。 By…and…by the old man had noticed a crowd gathered at one part of the fair…ground； and； snuffing a fight； had gone running； ale…pot in hand。 Then； peering over the shoulders of the crowd； he had seen his young master； stripped to the waist； fighting like a gladiator with a fellow a head taller than himself。 Diccon was about to force his way through the crowd and drag them asunder； but a second look had showed his practised eye that Myles was not only holding his own； but was in the way of winning the victory。 So he had stood with the others looking on； withholding himself from any interference and whatever upbraiding might be necessary until the fight had been brought to a triumphant close。 Lord Falworth never heard directly of the redoubtable affair； but old Diccon was not so silent with the common folk of Crosbey…Dale； and so no doubt the father had some inkling of what had happened。 It was shortly after this notable event that Myles was formally initiated into squirehood。 His father and mother； as was the custom； stood sponsors for him。 By them； each bearing a lighted taper； he was escorted to the altar。 It was at St。 Mary's Priory； and Prior Edward blessed the sword and girded it to the lad's side。 No one was present but the four； and when the good Prior had given the benediction and had signed the cross upon his forehead； Myles's mother stooped and kissed his brow just where the priest's finger had drawn the holy sign。 Her eyes brimmed bright with tears as she did so。 Poor lady！ perhaps she only then and for the first time realized how big her fledgling was growing for his nest。 Henceforth Myles had the right to wear a sword。
Myles had ended his fifteenth year。 He was a bonny lad； with brown face； curling hair； a square； strong chin； and a pair of merry laughing blue eyes； his shoulders were broad； his chest was thick of girth； his muscles and thews were as tough as oak。
The day upon which he was sixteen years old； as he came whistling home from the monastery school he was met by Diccon Bowman。
〃Master Myles；〃 said the old man； with a snuffle in his voice〃Master Myles； thy father would see thee in his chamber； and bade me send thee to him as soon as thou didst come home。 Oh； Master Myles； I fear me that belike thou art going to leave home to…morrow day。〃
Myles stopped short。 〃To leave home！〃 he cried。
〃Aye；〃 said old Diccon； 〃belike thou goest to some grand castle to live there； and be a page there and what not； and then； haply； a gentleman… at…arms in some great lord's pay。〃
〃What coil is this about castles and lords and gentlemen…at…arms？〃 said Myles。 〃What talkest thou of； Diccon？ Art thou jesting？〃
〃Nay；〃 said Diccon； 〃I am not jesting。 But go to thy father； and then thou wilt presently know all。 Only this I do say； that it is like thou leavest us to… morrow day。〃
And so it was as Diccon had said； Myles was to leave home the very next morning。 He found his father and mother and Prior Edward together； waiting for his coming。
〃We three have been talking it over this morning；〃 said his father； 〃and so think each one that the time hath come for thee to quit this poor home of ours。 An thou stay here ten years longer； thou'lt be no more fit to go then than now。 To…morrow I will give thee a letter to my kinsman； the Earl of Mackworth。 He has thriven in these days and I have fallen away； but time was that he and I were true sworn companions； and plighted together in friendship never to be sundered。 Methinks； as I remember him； he will abide by his plighted troth； and will give thee his aid to rise in the world。 So； as I said； to…morrow morning thou shalt set forth with Diccon Bowman； and shall go to Castle Devlen； and there deliver this letter which prayeth him to give thee a place in his household。 Thou mayst have this afternoon to thyself to make read such things as thou shalt take with thee。 And bid me Diccon to take the gray horse to the village and have it shod。〃
Prior Edward had been standing looking out of the window。 As Lord Falworth ended he turned。
〃And； Myles；〃 said he； 〃thou wilt need some money； so I will give thee as a loan forty shillings； which some day thou mayst return to me an thou wilt。 For this know； Myles； a man cannot do in the world without money。 Thy father hath it ready for thee in the chest； and will give it thee to…morrow ere thou goest。〃
Lord Falworth had the grim strength of manhood's hard sense to upbear him in sending his son into the world； but the poor lady mother had nothing of that to uphold her。 No doubt it was as hard then as it is now for the mother to see the nestling thrust from the nest to shift for itself。 What tears were shed； what words of love were spoken to the only man…child； none but the mother and the son ever knew。
The next morning Myles and the old bowman rode away； and no doubt to the boy himself the dark shadows of leave…taking were lost in the golden light of hope as he rode out into the great world to seek his fortune。
CHAPTER 3
WHAT MYLES remembered of Falworth loomed great and grand and big； as things do in the memory of childhood； but even memory could not make Falworth the equal of Devlen Castle； when； as he and Diccon Bowman rode out of Devlentown across the great； rude stone bridge that spanned the river； he first saw； rising above the crowns of the trees； those huge hoary walls； and the steep roofs and chimneys clustered thickly together； like the roofs and chimneys of a town。
The castle was built upon a plateau…like rise of ground； which was enclosed by the outer wall。 It was surrounded on three sides by a loop…like bend of the river； and on the fourth was protected by a deep； broad； artificial moat； almost as wide as the stream from which it was fed。 The road from the town wound for a little distance along by the edge of this moat。 As Myles and the old bowman galloped by； with the answering echo of their horses' hoof…beats rattling back from the smooth stone face of the walls； the lad looked up； wondering at the height and strength of the great ancient fortress。 In his air…castle building M