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"But now you talk in riddles, King, and I wonder what it is you would have me do." Gogyrvan grinned. "Obviously, I advise you to give thanks you were born a man, because that sturdier sex has so much less need to bother over breakage." "What sort of breakage, sir?" says Jurgen. Gogyrvan told him. Duke Jurgen for the second time looked properly horrified.
And in this hall a woman, no longer young, dressed all in blue, and wearing a white towel by way of head-dress was assorting curiously colored cloths. She had very bright eyes, with wrinkled lids; and now as she looked up at Jurgen her shrunk jaws quivered. "Ah," says she, "I have a visitor. Good day to you, in your glittering shirt. It is a garment I seem to recognize." "Good day, grandmother!
Thus in the dark they would laugh and talk with lowered voices. Jurgen came to these encounters well primed with wine, and in consequence, as he quite comprehended, talked like an angel, without confining himself exclusively to celestial topics.
Thereupon, Merlin arose, and lifted the tapestry behind him, so that Jurgen could see what hitherto this tapestry had screened. "You have embarrassed me horribly," said Jurgen, "and I can feel that I am still blushing, about the ankles. Well, I was wrong: so let us say no more concerning it." "I wished to show you," Merlin returned, "that I know what I am talking about.
He was Lord of Ore and Persaunt, you remember, though of course the estate came by his mother's side." "Oh, yes," they said. "You must not think that we of Glathion are quite shut out from the great world. We have heard of all these affairs. And we have also heard fine things of your duchy of Logreus, messire." "Doubtless," said Jurgen; and turned again to his singing.
"There is something in that, Jurgen: there is also something in an old tale we used to tell in Thessaly, about a fox and certain grapes." "Well, but look you, Nessus, there is an emperor that reigns now in Constantinople and occasionally does business with me. Yes, and I could tell you tales of by what shifts he came to the throne "
It was on a bright and tranquil day in November, at the period which the People of the Field called the summer of Alcyone, that Jurgen went down from the forest; and after skirting the moats of Pseudopolis, and avoiding a meeting with any of the town's dispiritingly glorious inhabitants, Jurgen came to the seashore.
And therefore my shadow was angry that in the revelation of so much futile trifling I did not take away the youth I gave as I have half a mind to do, even now, I warn you, dearie, for there is really no putting up with you. But I spared you because of my shadow's grudging reports as to your continence, which is a virtue that we of the Leshy peculiarly revere." Now Jurgen considered.
There were four tables at that end, under dim spotlights. Jurgen walked slowly past the booths toward the spotlights. A double bass sat on its side near the wall as if it were the subject of the spotlights' illumination it might jump up and break into song any moment. An upright piano stood on the left, lurking warily in the shadows, its top opened like a gaping jaw.
And Anaitis also had forgotten Jurgen, or else she did not recognize him in this man of forty and something: and again belief awoke in Jurgen's heart that this was the only woman whom Jurgen had really loved, as he listened to Anaitis and to her talk of marvelous things.
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