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Chapter 11

           

           Heart-high,Isay,myrapierenteredPasquini’ssideontheright,butitdidnotemerge,ontheleft,for,well-nighthroughhim,itmetarib(oh,man-killingisbutcher’swork!)withsuchawillthattheforcingoverbalancedhim,sothathefellpartbackwardandpartsidewisetotheground.Andevenashefell,anderehestruck,withjerkandwrenchIclearedmyweaponofhim.

           DeGoncourtwastohim,buthewaveddeGoncourttoattendonme.NotsoswiftlyasFortinididPasquinipass.Hecoughedandspat,and,helpedbydeVillehardouin,proppedhiselbowunderhim,restedhisheadonhand,andcoughedandspatagain.

           “Apleasantjourney,Pasquini,”Ilaughedtohiminmyredanger.“Prayhasten,forthegrasswhereyoulieisbecomesuddenlywetandifyoulingeryouwillcatchyourdeathofcold.”

           WhenImadeimmediatelytobeginwithdeGoncourt,BohemondprotestedthatIshouldrestaspace.

           “Nay,”Isaid.“Ihavenotproperlywarmedup.”AndtodeGoncourt,“Nowwillwehaveyoudanceandwheeze—Salute!”

           DeGoncourt’sheartwasnotinthework.Itwaspatentthathefoughtunderthecompulsionofcommand.Hisplaywasold-fashioned,asanymiddle-agedman’sisapttobe,buthewasnotanindifferentswordsman.Hewascool,determined,dogged.

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