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Updated: May 17, 2025
"He said that since they had for once been held by honest men, he could not let them backslide. Moreover, they were in his way, and he knew not what else to do with them." "And why did he take the man's tongue?" "He said that the head must stay tongueless at Coldscaur to warn all traducers of me. True enough, the man has come to be remembered as Blaise Sanslang."
He got over the rock, he and his men, by some means; came down the gorges from the top, secured the defences, and posted a couple of men at each wicket. With the rest he surprised the Castle. I believe, indeed, that all the men in it were killed as well as most of mine. Yet for three or four hours Coldscaur was in my hands."
"Galors, the name was taken from the guichets, and the guichets from Coldscaur in the north. The man's name was Salomon de Born." Galors gave a dry sob, and another, and another. He threw up his arms, twisting with the gesture of a man on the rope. Prosper and Isoult rose also, Prosper pale and hard, the girl wide-eyed. Galors seemed to tear at himself, as if at war with a fiend inside him.
"It should have been yours now," said Prosper, "with fifty of your men once in it." "My friend, I didn't need Coldscaur. I have castles enough. But it was necessary to punish Renny." "And that was done?" "It was done. Salomon posted his men in the towers by the wicket- gates, and waited for Renny to return from the village.
That was wise of him, and like the king his namesake," Prosper said, approving of Salomon. "It was what he said himself", pursued the Countess, "that it was a fortunate circumstance" "And how did he win his adventure, and what had the wicket-gates to do with the business?" "You shall hear. It seems that Coldscaur, which is in North Marvilion beyond the Middle Shires, stands on a fretted scarp.
"So much so," said the Countess, "that I fear I must have wounded his vanity by laughing away what he asked of me. This was no less than to lead a troop of my men against Renny of Coldscaur, an enemy and slanderer of mine, but none the less as great a lord as he was rascal.
No one must ride, walk, or stand within a dozen yards of Renny of Coldscaur. Salomon had calculated upon it. Well, it was dark before Renny reached the wicket. Renny gave it; but it was his last. Salomon stabbed him at the same instant and pulled him off his horse out of the way. He sent the horse clattering up the hill. Renny's men followed it, nothing doubting.
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