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I am almost sad to think you quit us so soon, enemy though you be." While Halfman had been babbling, Evander had again been busy with his staff. Halfman had paid no heed to his actions, being far too deep in his own phrases. Had he been attentive he might have noticed that at first Evander wrote on the green grass, as vainly as he might have written in water, a word, a name: Brilliana.
From under his bandaged forehead his pale-blue eyes regarded Evander with no trace of enmity. "Your hand, Puritan your hand!" he cried. "'Tis just that we clasp hands after a scuffle." Puritan and Cavalier clasped hands in a hearty grip. "I am at your service," Evander said, gravely. "Shall we continue?" Sir Blaise shook his head again. "I have had my bellyful," he grunted.
Before he or any other of the astonished spectators could take any action Evander had leaped lightly into the alcove of the window, and, dragging by main force the heavy table in front of him, so as to blockade his corner, showed himself snugly intrenched behind a rampart which his single sword might well hope to hold at least for some time against the swords of half a dozen assailants.
"He was stunned for the moment; he is coming round." And in confirmation of his words Sir Blaise opened his eyes, and then with difficulty sat up and stared ruefully at Evander. "Gogs!" he said, first rubbing his head and then looking at his reddened palm. "Gogs! That was a swinging snip. I am as dizzy as a winged pigeon." "Let me help you to rise," Evander said, courteously.
About the middle of the day they came in sight of the scattered buildings of the infant town, where in after times the proud city of Rome grew, whose glory reached the skies. By chance the old king, Evander, was that day celebrating annual solemnities in honor of Hercules and all the gods. Pallas, his son, and all the chiefs of the little commonwealth stood by.
"Go, sir," he commanded, "and make ready for your departure, which should follow promptly upon mine, for I do not think the atmosphere of Oxford will be sweet breathing for gentlemen of your inclining from this out. I give you half an hour from my riding to say your adieus to your sweet saint here. Farewell." Evander fell on one knee. "Your Majesty," he pleaded, "permit me to kiss your hand."
"I'll cut his heart out," Peter vociferated, stabbing a dirty hand in the direction of his enemy. "I'll make him mincemeat," Paul promised, sawing at the air. Sir Blaise, turning away in disgust, saw how in the garden Brilliana was making for the house. He frowned on the malcontents. "Hush, here comes the lady." Even as he spoke Brilliana entered from the garden, followed by Evander and Halfman.
That fact is, of course, due to the exigencies of tradition, but that Aeneas receives his aid from the Greek Evander and from the numerous Etruscan cities north of the Tiber while most of the Latins join Turnus, the enemy, cannot be attributed to tradition.
Prepare your boats and row up my stream; I will lead you to Evander, the Arcadian chief, he has long been at strife with Turnus and the Rutulians, and is prepared to become an ally of yours. Rise! offer your vows to Juno, and deprecate her anger. When you have achieved your victory then think of me." Aeneas woke and paid immediate obedience to the friendly vision.
"Here, sir," said Halfman, cheerfully, "for some few hours of flying time, you are, in a word, king of the castle. These rooms are yours to eat in, read in, pray in, sleep in what you please. None shall disturb your privacy without your leave." Evander guessed that his hostess had found this way of treating him well and yet keeping her from his presence.
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