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'What if, after all, these emirs should prove false to their covenant? 'In truth, replied Bisset, 'it would not amaze me so much as many things that have come to pass of late; and both the king and his nobles may yet find to their cost that their hopes of freedom are dashed; for we all know the truth of the proverb as to there being so much between the cup and the lip.
"Well, my explanation is just this, that Sir Reginald suspected something and took the wee table as a kind of weapon." "Rot!" said Ned ruthlessly. "You think he left the fireplace and went round by the window to fetch such a useless weapon as that?" James Bisset was not easily damped. "That's only a possibility, sir. Excluding that, what must have happened? For that's the way, Mr.
The battle-axe was stained red with gore; the sword was hacked till it looked 'like a saw of dark and purple tint. One was Bisset, the English knight, the other was the Grand Master of the Temple. The horses of both were wounded all over; the helmets of both were deeply dinted.
'Marry, exclaimed Bisset seriously, 'I look to deriving from this adventure some benefit more substantial than a sound sleep or minstrels' flattery; and, to speak truth, I am somewhat weary of this saint-king and this purposeless Crusade, and would fain go to aid the Emperor of Constantinople against the Greeks and the Turks; and Baldwin de Courtenay could not but accord a favourable reception to warriors who had saved his kinswoman from the Saracens.
Precisely as he was wanted, he appeared, and this time it was clear that his own efforts had not been altogether fruitless. He had in fact an air of even greater complacency than usual. "I have arrived at certain conclusions, sir," he announced. Bisset laid on the table a sheet of note paper. "Here," said he, "is a kin' of bit sketch plan of the library.
It was more like such a scene as magicians are supposed to conjure up, than reality; and the Crusaders gazed for a while with silent admiration. 'On my faith, said Bisset, at length breaking the silence, 'this is marvellous to behold; and yet, had I the ear of the pope of the infidels, I should recommend an addition which would be to the purpose.
'You do me wrong by your suspicions, exclaimed Bisset. 'On my honour as a Christian knight, I tell you naught but the truth. 'Give me a token by which I may prove the truth of what you say, suggested the Tartar. And Bisset forthwith related several incidents that had occurred during the residence of the Tartars at Nicosia. 'Enough, said the Tartar.
Carrington recovered his pleasant spirits instantly. "Quite right," said he. "I was thinking about fishing in very deep waters." At eleven o'clock next morning a motor car drove up to Keldale House and an exceedingly affable and pleasing stranger delivered a note from Mr. Simon Rattar to Mr. James Bisset. Even without an introduction, Mr. Carrington would have been welcome, for though Mr.
"You may not have known," said Simon still very drily, "and it is quite possible that Bisset may not have known of his legacy. Though, on the other hand, it is likely enough that Sir Reginald mentioned the fact that he would be remembered. But Lady Cromarty presumably knew his arrangements.
He was led towards the billiard room, an addition to the house which lay rather apart. The door was half open and through it he could see that the blinds had been drawn down, and he could hear a murmur of voices. "They are in there, sir," said Bisset, and he left him. As Ned Cromarty entered he caught the words, spoken by the new baronet: "My dear Cicely, I depend on your sympathy "
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