knight, and he drew a very fair picture of a crocodile, adding wings and a
fiery breath and fearsome talons by way of establishing its dragonship. "I
have seen the place where they say the monster was killed. And did you
know that Saint George is said to have helped the Allies under Godfrey in
the First Crusade, at the battle for Jerusalem?" While the children looked
on in fascinated wonder, he sketched in a battle-scene--rather cramped for
space because of the narrow linen web--showing Godfrey de Bouillon
cheering on his knights, the saint on his great white horse leading the
charge, and the banner of the Cross rising above the host. From the
tapestried walls Sainte Genevieve and her people looked on with kindly
interest at the little group.

When the two fathers had gone away life settled into a quiet but pleasant
order. Roger shared some of Eleanor's lessons, and when she was at her
spinning or needlework he was often by, with a bow to shape, a spear to
polish or some other in-door work to do, while they listened to Lady
Philippa's stories. To him nearly all of them were new.

As the spring advanced the three spent much time in the garden. A drain
was needed in one place, and Roger retrieved a spade from the gardener's
quarters and went at it. He had heard Lady Philippa say that she should
like to have a "mount" there--an artificial hill made of packed earth and
stones--and as he dug he threw the dirt inward and tramped it down. He
explained that this was the way a castle mount was made if the hill
selected was not high enough. The one at Lewes that William de Warenne had
made was a hundred and fifty feet high.

Eleanor caught the enthusiasm, brought stones and helped tread them down
with her stout little leather shoes, and old Jehan's grandson with his
sabots helped also.