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Chapter 8

           "Haveyouconfessedyourself,brother,"saidtheTemplar,"andhaveyouheardmassthismorning,thatyouperilyourlifesofrankly?"

           "Iamfittertomeetdeaththanthouart"answeredtheDisinheritedKnight;forbythisnamethestrangerhadrecordedhimselfinthebooksofthetourney.

           "Thentakeyourplaceinthelists,"saidBois-Guilbert,"andlookyourlastuponthesun;forthisnightthoushaltsleepinparadise."

           "Gramercyforthycourtesy,"repliedtheDisinheritedKnight,"andtorequiteit,Iadvisetheetotakeafreshhorseandanewlance,forbymyhonouryouwillneedboth."

           Havingexpressedhimselfthusconfidently,hereinedhishorsebackwarddowntheslopewhichhehadascended,andcompelledhiminthesamemannertomovebackwardthroughthelists,tillhereachedthenorthernextremity,whereheremainedstationary,inexpectationofhisantagonist.Thisfeatofhorsemanshipagainattractedtheapplauseofthemultitude.

           Howeverincensedathisadversaryfortheprecautionswhichherecommended,BriandeBois-Guilbertdidnotneglecthisadvice;forhishonourwastoonearlyconcerned,topermithisneglectinganymeanswhichmightensurevictoryoverhispresumptuousopponent.Hechangedhishorseforaprovedandfreshoneofgreatstrengthandspirit.Hechoseanewandatoughspear,lestthewoodoftheformermighthavebeenstrainedinthepreviousencountershehadsustained.Lastly,helaidasidehisshield,whichhadreceivedsomelittledamage,andreceivedanotherfromhissquires.

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