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"'Ay, you can remember that now, grumbled Slavata. "'Take thirty men and lead them up that hollow you will secure a passage somewhere over the morass and then fall upon Chopinski in the rear. Let two men stay to guard the prisoner. Now, forward, gentlemen; and if you know not where to charge, follow the white plume of Kalbs-Braten! "I heard the cavalry advance.
My guards are few, but they are faithful. Avoid this meeting. Let us set out this night nay, this very hour. Once within my dominions, we may set at defiance Duke Albrecht and all the black banditti of Kalbs-Braten. I have many friends and feudatories. The Hetman, Chopinski, is devoted to me. Count Rudolf of Haggenhausen is my sworn friend.
"'Ha! by Saint John of Nepomuck, cried the Duke, 'the Croats are upon us There flies the banner of Chopinski! there rides Conrad of the Thirty Mountains on the black steed that I have marked for my second charger! Hulans! to your ranks. Martinitz, bring up the rear-guard, and place them on the right flank. Slavata, thou art a fellow of some sense'
I leaped upon his horse, shouted the ancient war-cry of my house 'Saint George for Mandeville! and dashed onwards towards the serried array of the Croats, which occupied a little eminence beyond. "'For whom art thou, cavalier? cried Chopinski, as I galloped up. "'For Amalia and Kalbs-Kuchen! I replied. "'Welcome a thousand times welcome, brave stranger, in the hour of battle!
Fear not for the rear, noble Mandeville I will protect it while spear remains or armour holds together! "'I doubt it not, valiant Conrad! Brave Chopinski noble Haggenhausen let us now charge together! 'Tis not beneath my banner you fight. The Blue Boar of Mandeville never yet fluttered in the Wallachian breeze, but we may give it to the winds ere-long!
"'May I never put lance in rest again, cried Conrad of the Thirty Mountains, 'but the Margravine hath a good eye there be thewes and sinews there. But we must take order with yon infidel scum. How say you, Sirs shall this cavalier have the ordering of the battle? I, for one, will gladly fight beneath his banner' "'And so say I, said Chopinski, 'but he must not go thus.
Yonder, on my sumpter-mule, is a suit of Milan armour, which a king might wear upon the day he went forth to do battle for his crown. Bring it forth, knaves, and let the Mandeville be clad as becomes the affianced of our mistress. "'Brave Chopinski, I said, 'and you, kind sirs and nobles pardon me if I cannot thank you now in a manner befitting to the greatness of your deserts.
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