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Chapter 31

           Tosnatchamacefromthepavement,onwhichitlaybesideonewhosedyinggrasphadjustrelinquishedittorushontheTemplar’sband,andtostrikeinquicksuccessiontotherightandleft,levellingawarriorateachblow,was,forAthelstane’sgreatstrength,nowanimatedwithunusualfury,buttheworkofasinglemoment;hewassoonwithintwoyardsofBois-Guilbert,whomhedefiedinhisloudesttone.

           "Turn,false-heartedTemplar!letgoherwhomthouartunworthytotouchturn,limbofahandofmurderingandhypocriticalrobbers!"

           "Dog!"saidtheTemplar,grindinghisteeth,"IwillteachtheetoblasphemetheholyOrderoftheTempleofZion;"andwiththesewords,half-wheelinghissteed,hemadeademi-courbettetowardstheSaxon,andrisinginthestirrups,soastotakefulladvantageofthedescentofthehorse,hedischargedafearfulblowupontheheadofAthelstane.

           WellsaidWamba,thatsilkenbonnetkeepsoutnosteelblade.SotrenchantwastheTemplar’sweapon,thatitshoreasunder,asithadbeenawillowtwig,thetoughandplaitedhandleofthemace,whichtheill-fatedSaxonrearedtoparrytheblow,and,descendingonhishead,levelledhimwiththeearth.

           "‘Ha!Beau-seant!’"exclaimedBois-Guilbert,"thusbeittothemalignersoftheTemple-knights!"TakingadvantageofthedismaywhichwasspreadbythefallofAthelstane,andcallingaloud,"Thosewhowouldsavethemselves,followme!"hepushedacrossthedrawbridge,dispersingthearcherswhowouldhaveinterceptedthem.

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