FROISSART 799 tional love ; the pair exchanged violets and roses, the lady accepted ballads ; Froissart became either openly or in secret her recognized lover, a mere title of honour, which conferred distinction on her who bestowed it, as well as upon him who received it. But the progress of the amour was rudely interrupted by the arts of "Malebouche," or Calumny. The story, whatever it was, that Malebouche whispered in the ear of the lady, led to a complete rupture. The damoi- selle not only scornfully refused to speak to her lover or acknowledge him, but even seized him by the hair and pulled out a handful. Nor would she ever be reconciled to him again. Years afterwards, when Froissart writes the story of his one love passage, he shows thnt he still takes delighb in the remembrance of her, loves to draw her por trait, and lingers with fondness over the thought of what she once was to him. Perhaps to get healed of his sorrow, Froissart began those wanderings in which the best part of his life was to be con sumed. He first visited Avignon, perhaps to ask for a benefice, perhaps as the bearer of a message from the bishop of Cambray to pope or cardinal. It was in the year 1360, and in the pontificate of Innocent VI. From the papal city he seems to have gone to Paris, perhaps charged with a diplomatic mission. In 1361 he returned to England after an absence of five years. Ho certainly interpreted his leave of absence in a liberal spirit, and it may have been with a view of averting the displeasure of his kind-hearted protector that he brought with him as a present a book of rhymed chroni cles written by himself. He says that notwithstanding his youth, he t^ok upon himself the task "a rimer et a dieter "- which can only mean to " turn into verse " an account of the wars of his own time, which he carried over to England in a book " tout compile"," complete to date, and pre sented to his noble mistress Philippa of Hainault, who joy fully and gently received it of him. Such a rhymed chronicle was no new thing. One Colin had already turned the battle of Crecy into verse. The queen made young Froissart one of her secretaries, and he began to serve her with " beaux dittids et traite s amoureux." Froissart would probably have been content to go on living at ease in this congenial atmosphere of flattery, praise, and caresses, pouring out his virelays and chansons accord ing to demand with facile monotony, but for the instigation of Queen Philippa, who seems to have suggested to him the propriety of travelling in order to get information for more rhymed chronicles. It was at her charges that Froissart made his first serious journey. He seems to have travelled a great part of the way alone, or accompanied only by his servants, for he was fain to beguile the journey by compos ing an imaginary conversation in verse between his horse and his hound. This may be found among his published poems, but it does not repay perusal. In Scotland he met with a favourable reception, not only from King David but from William of Douglas, and from the Earls of Fife, Mar, March, and others. The souvenirs of this journey are found scat tered about in the chronicles. He was evidently much im pressed with the Scotch ; he speaks of the valour of the Douglas, the Campbell, the Ramsay, and the Graham ; he describes the hospitality and rude life of the Highlanders ; he admires the great castles of Stirling and Roxburgh, and the famous abbey of Melrose. His travels in Scotland lasted for six months. Returning southwards he rode along the whole course of the Roman Avail, a thing alone sufficient to show that he possessed the true spirit of an archaeologist ; he thought that Carlisle was Carlyon, and congratulated himself on having found King Arthur s capital ; he calls Westmoreland, where the common people still spoke the ancient British tongue, North Wales ; he rode down the banks of the Severn, and returned to London by way of Oxford " 1 escole d Asque-Suffort." In London Froissart entered into the service of King John of France as secretary, and grew daily more courtly, more in favour with princes and great ladies. He probably ac quired at this period that art, in which he has probably never been surpassed, of making people tell him all they knew. No newspaper correspondent, no American interviewer, has ever equalled this mediaeval collector of intelligence. From Queen Philippa, who ccnfkled to him the tender story of her youthful and lasting love for her great husband, down to the simplest knight Froissart conversed with none beneath the rank of gentlemen all united in telling this man what he wanted to know. He wanted to know every thing : he liked the story of a battle from both sides and from many points of view ; he wanted the details of every little cavalry skirmish, every capture of a castle, every gallant action and brave deed. And what was more remarkable ho forgot nothing. " I had," he says, " thanks to God, sense, memory, good remembrance of everything, and an intellect clear and keen to seize upon the acts which I could learn." But as yet he had not begun to write in prose. At the age of twenty-nine, in 1366, Froiswart once more left England. This time he repaired first to Brussels, whither were gathered together a great concourse of min strels from all parts, from the courts of the kings of Denmark, Navarre, and Aragon, from those of the dukes of Lancaster, Bavaria, and Brunswick. Hither came all who could "rimer et dieter." What distinction Froissart gained is not stated ; but he received a gift of money as appears from the accounts, " uni Fritsardo, dictori, qui est cum regina Angluc, dicto die, vi. mottones." After this congress of versifiers, he made his way to Brittany, where he heard from eye-witnesses and knights who had actually fought there details of the battles of Conherel and Auray, the Great Day of the Thirty and the heroism of Jeanne de Montfort. Windsor Herald told him something about Auray, and a French knight, one Antoine de Beaujeu, gave him the details of Cocherel. From Brittany he went southwards to Nantes, La Rochelle, and Bordeaux, where ho arrived a few days before the visit of Richard, afterwards second of that name. He accompanied the Black Prince to Dax, and hoped to go on with him into Spain, but was despatched to England on a mission. He next formed part of the expedition which escorted Lionel duke of Clarence to Milan, to marry the daughter of Galeazzo Visconti. Chaucer was also one of the prince s suite. At the wedding banquet Petrarch was a guest sitting among the princes. From Milan Froissart, accepting gratefully a cotte Jiardie with 20 florins of gold, set out upon his travels in Italy. At Bologna, then in decadence, he met Peter king of Cyprus, from whose follower and minister, Eustache de Conflans, he learned many interesting particulars of the king s exploits. He accompanied Peter as far as Venice, where he left him after receiving a gift of 40 ducats. With them and his cotte hardie, still lined we may hope with the 20 florins, Froissart betook himself to Rome. The city was then at its lowest point : the churches were roofless ; there was no pope ; thera were no pilgrims ; there was no splendour ; and yet, says Froissart sadly, " Ce furent jadis en Rome, Li plus preu et li plus sage homme Car par sens tons les arts passerent. It was at Rome that he learned the death of his friend King Peter of Cyprus, and, worse still, an irreparable loss to him, that of the good Queen Philippa, of whom he writes, in grateful remembrance " Propices li soit Diex a 1 ame ! J en suis bien tenns de pryer Et ses larghesces escuyer, Car elle me fist et crea,"
