"Entra per me pleases me, I confess. But what are the arms?
Wickets?"
"Three white wicket-gates on a sable field. It was the coat of Salomon
de Montguichet."
"Salomon?" said Galors all in a whisper. "Never Salomon? Do you not
remember?"
Maulfry laughed. "I should remember, I think. But there is no
monopoly. What we choose others can choose. The name is free to the
world, and a great name."
Galors, visibly uneasy; thought hard about it. Then he swore. "And I
go for great deeds, by Heaven! Give it me, Dame. I will have it.
Entra per me! And shut the wickets when I am in!"
He kissed Maulfry then and there, and they went to bed.