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"They are well," said the tonsor, with a sigh. "By Saint Bugo, I'm glad on't; but why that sigh?" "Things are not as they have been with my good lord," answered the hairdresser, "ever since Count Gottfried's arrival." "He here!" roared Sir Ludwig.
"Ask the butler," said the Margrave, nodding his head wildly, rolling his eyes wildly, smiling wildly. "Gracious Bugo!" said the Knight of Hombourg, "what has ailed thee, my friend? It is ten o'clock by my horologe. Your regular hour is nine. You are not no, by heavens! you are not shaved! You wear the tights and silken hose of last evening's banquet.
"Ha! mean ye that Sir Gottfried is a LEG?" cried Sir Karl, knitting his brows. "Now, by my blessed patron, Saint Buffo of Bonn, had any other but Ludwig of Hombourg so said, I would have cloven him from skull to chine." "By Saint Bugo of Katzenellenbogen, I will prove my words on Sir Gottfried's body not on thine, old brother-in-arms. And to do the knave justice, he is a good lance.
In the midst of these entertainments, our old friend the Count of Hombourg arrived at the castle. The stalwart old warrior swore by Saint Bugo that he was grieved the killing of the Rowski had been taken out of his hand. The laughing Cleves vowed by Saint Bendigo, Hombourg could never have finished off his enemy so satisfactorily as the unknown knight had just done.
"How is my friend," said he, "the good knight, Sir Hildebrandt?" "By Saint Buffo, this is too much!" screamed the Margrave, and actually rushed from time room. "By Saint Bugo," said his friend, "gallant knights, gentle sirs, what ails my good Lord Margave?" "Perhaps his nose bleeds," said Gottfried, with a sneer.
"Godesberg," whispered she to Count Ludwig, as trembling on his arm they descended from the drawing-room, "Godesberg is sadly changed of late." "By St. Bugo!" said the burly knight, starting, "these are the very words the barber spake." The lady heaved a sigh, and placed herself before the soup-tureen. The Margrave was INDEED changed. "By St.
"I KNEW IT WAS," said she, and fainted as she saw Otto the Archer. But she was soon brought to, gentles, as I have small need to tell ye. In a very few days after, a great marriage took place at Cleves under the patronage of Saint Bugo, Saint Buffo, and Saint Bendigo.
His eyes alternately beamed with the fire of daring, or melted with the moist glance of benevolence. Well might a mother be proud of such a boy. Well might the brave Ludwig exclaim, as he clasped the youth to his breast, "By St. Bugo of Katzenellenbogen, Otto, thou art fit to be one of Coeur de Lion's grenadiers!" and it was the fact: the "Childe" of Godesberg measured six feet three.
"By Saint Bugo," said the knight, as seated in an easy settle by the fire, the tonsor rid his chin of its stubby growth, and lightly passed the tongs and pomatum through "the sable silver" of his hair, "By Saint Bugo, this is better than my dungeon at Grand Cairo. How is my godson Otto, master barber; and the lady countess, his mother; and the noble Count Karl, my dear brother-in-arms?"
'Marry, that the rank is but the stamp of the guinea; the man is the gold. And I tell thee, Karl of Godesberg, that yonder Gottfried is base metal." "By Saint Buffo, thou beliest him, dear Ludwig." "By Saint Bugo, dear Karl, I say sooth. The fellow was known i' the camp of the crusaders disreputably known.
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