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afternoon; horses and men were worn out. Coveredwith wounds, he dismounting retired from the streetsheaped with corpses, into a house with a small rem-nant of the brave and devoted, and there entrenchinghimself made a further defence; but fell at last ona mound of dead, that seemed even in death to castfrowns that intimidated their enemies; yet Artoisappears not to have been then quite dead, sinceChateauneuf, who says he saw Salisbury killed, onlysays he saw Artois made prisoner. But mortallywounded, he must have died shortly after ; for wefind Louis mourning for his death that very eveninglate, when the Preceptor of the Hospital came tokiss his hand before bed time and inquired of hisMajesty if he had news of Artois. “ All I know,’’replied the King, weeping bitterly, “is that he isin Paradise .’’ 1 Yet his body was never found,though sought for several days by his faithfulservants amid the myriads of putrifying pestilentialcorpses; and indeed by the king too, for he paid ahundred of those bandits who gain their livelihoodby that miserable trade, but they never found theprince . 2 Of many that had flown to save Artois,almost all of them perished. As to the two grandmasters (who appear to have been the couple whoremained by his royal highness to his end), he of the1 Michaud: Hist., iv. 215. 2 Id. ; Id., iv. 227