"Only just," he answers to the question of spare horses. "Thou shalt have one of my own; I cannot take time now to see who can horse a stranger. Besides, look how well the French are mounted: we shall have beasts enough soon. They say the Dauphin is uncommon fond of his warhorse. --Westmorland, yes, and my brothers Gloucester and Bedford are here. Moreover York, Exeter, Salisbury..."

The ground is soft, the edge of a plowed field, and it's slow going; but they're nearly close enough now to see the men he names.