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among them, and in all other houses without such tokens to slay men, women and children The same night that this should have been done God inspired certain burgesses of the city, such as always were of the duke's party, as John Maillart and Simon his brother and divers other, who by divine inspiration, as it ought to be supposed, were informed that Paris should be that night destroyed. They incontinent armed them and shewed the matter in other places to have more aid, and a little before midnight they came to the gate Saint-Antoine and there they found the provost of the merchants with the keys of the gates in his hands. Then John Maillart said to the provost, calling him by his name : `Stephen, what do you here at this hour?' The provost answered and said: `John, what would ye ? I am here to take heed to the town, whereof I have the governing.' 'By God,' said John, ' ye shall not go so: ye are not here at this hour for any good, and that may be seen by the keys of the gates that ye have in your hands. I think it be to betray the town.' Quoth the provost: `John, ye lie falsely.' `Nay,' said John, `Stephen, thou liest falsely like a traitor' : and therewith strake at him and said to his company : ` Slay the traitors !' Then every man strake at them. The provost would a fled, but John Maillart gave him with an axe on the head, that he fell down to the earth, and yet he was his gossip, and left not till he was slain and six of them that were there with him, and the other taken and put in prison. Then people began to stir in the streets, and John Maillart and they of his accord went to the gate Saint-Honore and there they found certain of the provost's sect, and there they laid treason to them, but' their excuses availed nothing. There were divers taken and sent into divers places to prison, and such as would not be taken were slain without mercy. The same night they went and took divers in their beds, such as were culpable of the treason by the con fession of such as were taken. The next clay John Maillart assembled the most part of the commons in the market hall, and there he mounted on a stage and shewed generally the cause why he had slain the 1 Or rather, `and.' provost of the merchants; and there by the counsel of all the wise men all such as were of the sect of the provost were judged to the death, and so they were executed by divers torments of death. Thus done, John Maillart, who was then greatly in the grace of the commons of Paris, and other of his adherents sent Simon Maillart and two masters of the parliament, sir Stephen Alphonse and master John Pastourel, to the duke of Normandy being at Charenton. They shewed the duke all the matter and desired him to come to Paris to aid and to counsel them of the city from thenceforth, saying that all his adversaries were dead. The duke said: ` With right a good will' ; and so he came to Paris, and with him sir Arnold d'Audrehem, the lord of Roye and other knights, and he lodged at Louvre.'

CHAPTERS CLXXXVIII-CXCVII

SUMMARY.-The king of Navarre declared war on the realm of France and the Navarrois won many towns on the Seine, Marne and Oise, and defeated the French host at Mauconseil, 18th August 1358. Amiens would have been delivered up to the Navarrois, but for the constable de Fiennes and the earl of Saint-Pol, who came in haste from Corbie and then laid siege to Saint- Valery which was at length surrendered. The French pursued the lord Philip of Navarre, who with difficulty recrossed the Somme and escaped. Meanwhile there was a great dearth in France, and the realm was full of Navarrois, who under the captal de Buch and others took many strong places. Sir Peter Andley with some Navarrois made an attempt on Chalons which failed. At length a peace was made between the duke of Normandy and the king of Navarre, which, however, the lord Philip did not accept.

CHAPTERS CXCVIII-CCIV

SUMMARY.-For all this peace, there was as much war as before, because the truce between France and England had

1 'Au Louvre.'




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