ix kisses Rainouart]

At Orleans William took leave of his father and his mother, who
returned to their home at Narbonne; and also of his brothers, who
promised to return to meet William under the walls of Orange, which
they did faithfully.

He pressed on with his army quickly till he came in sight of his native
city. But little of it could he see, for a great smoke covered all the
land, rising up from the burning towers which the Saracens had that
morning set on fire. Enter the city they could not, for Gibourc and
her ladies held it firm, and, armed with helmets and breastplates,
flung stones upon the enemy.

When William beheld the smoke, and whence it came, he cried: "Orange is
burning! Gibourc is carried captive! To arms! To arms!" And he
spurred his horse, Rainouart running by his side.

From her tower Gibourc saw through the smoke a thousand banners waving
and the sparkle of armour, and heard the sound of the horses' hoofs,
and it seemed to her that the Saracens were drawing near anew. "O
William!" cried she, "have you really forgotten me? Noble Count, you
linger overlong! Never more shall I look upon your face." And so
saying she fell fainting on the floor.

But something stirred the pulses of Gibourc, and she soon sat up again,
and there at the gate was William, with Rainouart behind him. "Fear
nothing, noble lady," said he, "it is the army of France that I have
brought with me. Open, and welcome to us!"

The news seemed so good to Gibourc that she could not believe it, and
she bade the Count unlace his helmet, so that she might indeed be sure
that it was he. William did her bidding, then she ran swiftly to the
gate and let down the drawbridge, and William stepped across it and
embraced her tenderly. Then he ordered his army to take up its
quarters in the city.

PART X.

Gibourc's eyes had fallen upon Rainouart, who had passed her on his way
to the kitchen, where he meant to leave his stout wooden staff. "Tell
me," said she to the Count, "who is the young man who bears lightly on
his shoulder that huge piece of wood which would weigh down a horse?
He is handsome and well made. Where did you find him?"

"Lady," answered William, "he was given me by the King."

"My Lord," said Gibourc, "be sure you see that he is honourably
treated. He looks to me to be of high birth. Has he been baptised?"

"No, Madam, he is not a Christian. He was brought from Spain as a
child, and kept for sev