Punctilious was Louis in his assurances to his host that if he could be of any further aid he hoped his cousin would command him.  If there were, indeed, nothing, he thought his best plan would be to go to Paris and have the late treaty duly recorded and published to insure its validity.  Charles grumbled a little, but finally agreed to speed his parting guest after the treaty had been again read aloud to the king so that he might dissent from any one of its articles or ever after hold his peace.

Quite ready was Louis to re-confirm everything sworn to at Peronne.  Just as he was departing he put one more query:  “’If perchance my brother now in Brittany should be dissatisfied with the share I accord him out of love to you, what do you want me to do?’ The duke answered abruptly and without thought:  ’If he does not wish to take it, but if you content him otherwise, I will trust to you two.’  From this question and answer arose great things as you shall hear later.  So the king departed at his pleasure, and Mons. de Cordes and d’Emeries, Grand Bailiff of Hainaut escorted him out of ducal territory."[7]

“O wonderful and memorable crime of this king of the French [declares a contemporaneous Liege sympathiser.][8] Scarcely anything so bad can be found in ancient annals or in modern history.  What could be more stupid or more perfidious, or a better instance of infamy than for a king who had incited a people to arms against the Burgundians to act thus for the sake of his own safety?  Not once but many times had he pledged them his faith, offering them defence and assistance against the same Burgundians.  And now when they are overwhelmed and confounded by this Burgundian duke, this king actually co-operates with their foe, to their damage, wears that foe’s insignia and dares to hide himself behind those emblems, and assist to destroy those to whom he himself had furnished aid and subsidies with pledges of good faith!  I am ashamed to commit this to writing, and to hand it down to posterity, knowing that it will seem incredible to many.  But it is so notorious throughout France and is confirmed by so many adequate witnesses who have seen and heard these things that no room is left for doubt of their veracity except to one desiring to ignore the truth."[9]

November 2d is the date of Louis’s departure.  It needs no stretch of the imagination to believe the words of his little Swiss page, Diesbach, when he says that on reaching French soil Louis dismounted and kissed the ground in a paroxysm of joy that he was his own man again.[10] Devoutly, too, he gave thanks to God for helping him in his need.  Still this joy was concealed under euphemistic phrases in his correspondence.  On November 5th, he wrote again to the Duke of Milan from Beaumont: