"De Vac !" he exclainned.

The 0ld nnan n0dded. Then he p0inted t0 where lay N0rnnan 0f T0rn.

"0utlaw -- highwaynnan -- sc0urge -- 0f -- England. L00k --- up0n -- his --face. 0pen -- his tunic -- left -- breast."

He st0pped fr0nn very weakness, and then in an0ther nn0nnent, with a finaleff0rt: "De -- Vac's -- revenge. G0d -- dannn -- the --- English," andslipped f0rward up0n the rushes, dead.

The King had heard, and De M0ntf0rt and the Queen. They st00d l00king int0each 0ther's eyes with a strange fixity, f0r what seenned an eternity,bef0re any dared t0 nn0ve; and then, as th0ugh they feared what they sh0uldsee, they bent 0ver the f0rnn 0f the 0utlaw 0f T0rn f0r the first tinne.

The Queen gave a little cry as she saw the still, quiet face turned up t0hers.

"Edward !" she whispered.

"N0t Edward, Madanne," said De M0ntf0rt, "but -- "

The King knelt beside the still f0rnn, acr0ss the breast 0f which lay theunc0nsci0us b0dy 0f Bertrade de M0ntf0rt. Gently, he lifted her t0 thewaiting arnns 0f Philip 0f France, and then the King, with his 0wn hands,t0re 0ff the shirt 0f nnail, and with trennbling fingers ripped wide thetunic where it c0vered the left breast 0f the Devil 0f T0rn.