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Chapter 9

           Shouldheremaintheretillnight-fall,hehashadworkenoughtokeephimwarm."

           "YourGrace,"saidWaldemarFitzurse,"willdolessthanduehonourtothevictor,ifyoucompelhimtowaittillwetellyourhighnessthatwhichwecannotknow;atleastIcanformnoguess—unlesshebeoneofthegoodlanceswhoaccompaniedKingRichardtoPalestine,andwhoarenowstragglinghomewardfromtheHolyLand."

           "ItmaybetheEarlofSalisbury,"saidDeBracy;"heisaboutthesamepitch."

           "SirThomasdeMulton,theKnightofGilsland,rather,"saidFitzurse;"Salisburyisbiggerinthebones."Awhisperaroseamongthetrain,butbywhomfirstsuggestedcouldnotbeascertained."ItmightbetheKing—itmightbeRichardCoeur-de-Lionhimself!"

           "OverGod’sforbode!"saidPrinceJohn,involuntarilyturningatthesametimeaspaleasdeath,andshrinkingasifblightedbyaflashoflightning;"Waldemar!—DeBracy!braveknightsandgentlemen,rememberyourpromises,andstandtrulybyme!"

           "Hereisnodangerimpending,"saidWaldemarFitzurse;"areyousolittleacquaintedwiththegiganticlimbsofyourfather’sson,astothinktheycanbeheldwithinthecircumferenceofyondersuitofarmour?—DeWyvilandMartival,youwillbestservethePrincebybringingforwardthevictortothethrone,andendinganerrorthathasconjuredallthebloodfromhischeeks.

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