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In the event of his death, however, David was to give them to Sir Hugh, or if they both should die, to his own master, Sir Geoffrey. All of these things David promised to do. Next followed a long discussion as to whether the four of them were to fight in pairs, Cattrina and Ambrosio against Hugh and Dick simultaneously, or whether Ambrosio was to fight alone with Dick, and Cattrina with Hugh.
Cattrina looked round and bade a page who waited on his person obey the Doge's command, saying: "Your pardon, most Illustrious, if I do not touch that glove myself, as it seems somewhat foul. I think it must have served its owner in his useful labours at the dyer's vat before his master made him noble."
The second was that, seizing his gauntlet, Hugh strode to where Cattrina stood, and struck him with it across the face, saying: "Let your lips kiss what your fingers are too fine to touch." With an oath Cattrina drew his sword and out flashed Hugh's in answer, as he cried: "Ay, here and now if you will! Here and now!" Then the Guard rushed in and forced them apart.
The Doge said: "Noble Cattrina, you have heard the story of the English knight. What do you answer to it?" "Only that it is a lie, Illustrious, like everything else that he has told us," replied Acour with a shrug of his broad shoulders. "You said that you had a witness, Cavalier de Cressi," said the Doge. "Where is he?" "Here," answered Hugh. "Stand forward, Dick, and tell what you saw."
Oh, did we not stand where we do I'd thrust it down your false throat, and with it twist out your slanderous tongue." "Peace, peace!" cried the Doge, while those present who understood English translated Dick's wild words to their neighbours, and Cattrina laughed mockingly at the success of his sneer. "Have I not said that such words are unseemly? Ah!
Yet not on them were the eyes of Hugh and Grey Dick fixed, but rather on a single figure which stood quite alone in the midst of that great arena where Cattrina and his horse should have been, where they had been indeed but a little while before. The figure was clothed in a red and yellow cap shaped like a cock's-comb, in black furs, a yellow robe and white gloves and sandals.
"Now," said Hugh, when his thirst was satisfied, "tell me, where is your master, Cattrina?" "God or the fiend can say alone. When he found that I was smitten with the plague he left me to perish, as did the others." "And as we shall do unless you tell me whither my enemy has gone," and Hugh made as though to leave the place. The priest clutched at him with his filthy, claw-like hand.
Again and again they asked at the inns whether a knight who bore the name of Acour, or de Noyon, or Cattrina, was or had been a guest there, but none whom they asked seemed to know anything of such a person.
Talking they were, evidently at the instance of Cattrina, or his counsellors, who had raised some new objections, which Sir Geoffrey stepped forward to explain to them. But Hugh would not even hear him out.
"A strange story and a good cause," said Sir Geoffrey when he had done. "Only this Cattrina is dangerous. Had he known you came to Venice, mayhap you had never lived to reach my house. Go armed, young knight, especially after the sun sinks. I'll away to write to the Doge, setting out the heads of the matter and asking audience. The messenger shall leave ere I sleep, if sleep I may in this heat.
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