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Bisset that he actually had come from purely sporting motives. In fact he professed some anxiety to get in touch with Sir Malcolm on the subject, even though assured that the young baronet had nothing to do with the shootings. "Ah, but it will gratify him, Bisset," said he, "and I think it is the nice thing to do. Could you give me his London address?"

Meanwhile, the attendants of the ambassadors filled the chamber, with alarm on their faces; and thither also Guy Muschamp and his fellow captives found their way, closely followed by the aged Saracen, who bowed himself before Bisset and exclaimed 'In the name of God, save me! 'Save you, Saracen! said Bisset. 'On my faith, I cannot but think that the man will do well this day who saves himself.

Bisset was at first by no means satisfied with Oulagon's look, but the Tartar manifested every disposition to treat the ambassadors as friends. 'The wrath of the King of Kings, said he, 'is like the fire of a conflagration, which the slightest wind may light up, but which nothing but blood can quench. But between the King of Kings and the King of France there is peace and amity and goodwill.

Ned was following him to the door, his lips compressed and his eyes on the floor, when Bisset touched his arm and beckoned him back. "Excuse me, sir," said he, "but could you not manage just to stop on for a wee bit yet?" Ned hesitated. "They won't be wanting visitors, Bisset." "They needn't know if you don't want them to, sir.

"English tails!" repeated Bisset, scornfully; 'I tell you, for your comfort, that when the hour of real danger arrives, we "English tails" are likely to find our way so deep into the Saracens' ranks, that not a bragging Frenchman will venture to come nigh the tails of our war-steeds. 'By St.

Gradually the numbers diminished, till there remained not a dozen of the men who had that morning invaded Fakreddin's camp; and among these were the Earl of Salisbury, Lord Robert de Vere, the Grand Masters of the Temple and the Hospital, Bisset the English knight, and Walter Espec, still unwounded, and fighting as if he bore a charmed life, and felt invulnerable to javelins or arrows.

"Not her," said Bisset. "She's never in this part of the house now. She'll be none the wiser anyhow." This argument seemed to assure Mr. Carrington completely, and they went along to the library. "Now," began Bisset, "I'll just explain to you the haill situation. Here where I'm laying this sofie cushion was the corp. Here where I'm standing the now was the wee table, and yon's the table itself."

It was not without encountering considerable danger, and having to endure much fatigue, that the Templar and the English knight, under the guidance of Beltran the renegade, who had opportunely appeared at Acre, and whom Bisset had pressed into the service, traversed the country; and, after many days' travel, drew nigh to the capital of the caliphate, which had been built, in the eighth century, by Al Mansour, one of the Abasside caliphs, out of the ruins of Ctesiphon, and afterwards enlarged and adorned by Haroun Alraschid, the great caliph of his dynasty.

But I'd advise you not to go spreading your deductions abroad! Deduction's a game that wants a bit more practice than you or I have had." It is possible that James Bisset had never looked quite so crestfallen in his life. "Then that's all nonsense I've been talking, sir?" he said lugubriously. "No," said Ned emphatically. "I'll not say that either.

See you not that the horses of the unbelievers are swifter than yours? 'It is too true, replied the fugitives. 'Come then, said Bisset, 'follow me, and I will show you what your king deems a safer road than flight; and charging among the Mamelukes, in front of the French cavalry, the English knight succeeded in maintaining the conflict, which had commenced so inauspiciously for the French.