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Chapter 40

           "Thanks,trustyarmourers,"saidtheKnight."Wamba,letusclosewiththem,"andherodestraighttothethicket.Hewasmetbysixorsevenmen-at-arms,whoranagainsthimwiththeirlancesatfullcareer.Threeoftheweaponsstruckagainsthim,andsplinteredwithaslittleeffectasiftheyhadbeendrivenagainstatowerofsteel.TheBlackKnight’seyesseemedtoflashfireeventhroughtheapertureofhisvisor.Heraisedhimselfinhisstirrupswithanairofinexpressibledignity,andexclaimed,"Whatmeansthis,mymasters!"Themenmadenootherreplythanbydrawingtheirswordsandattackinghimoneveryside,crying,"Die,tyrant!"

           "Ha!SaintEdward!Ha!SaintGeorge!"saidtheBlackKnight,strikingdownamanateveryinvocation;"havewetraitorshere?"

           Hisopponents,desperateastheywere,borebackfromanarmwhichcarrieddeathineveryblow,anditseemedasiftheterrorofhissinglestrengthwasabouttogainthebattleagainstsuchodds,whenaknight,inbluearmour,whohadhithertokepthimselfbehindtheotherassailants,spurredforwardwithhislance,andtakingaim,notattheriderbutatthesteed,woundedthenobleanimalmortally.

           "Thatwasafelonstroke!"exclaimedtheBlackKnight,asthesteedfelltotheearth,bearinghisrideralongwithhim.

           Andatthismoment,Wambawindedthebugle,forthewholehadpassedsospeedily,thathehadnottimetodososooner.

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