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Updated: June 13, 2025
"I understand, and certainly I will remember," replied Lozelle, and so they parted. "I think," said Rosamund, when he had gone, "that we shall be fortunate if we land safe in Syria." "That was in my mind, also, lady.
How they pushed past each other, and for a moment the fore hoofs of Smoke hung over the abyss, so that he thought he was surely sped: How at the next course Lozelle's spear passed beneath his arm, while his, striking full upon Sir Hugh's breast, brought down the black horse and his rider as though a thunderbolt had smitten them, and how Smoke, that could not check its furious pace, leapt over them, as a horse leaps a-hunting: How he would not ride down Lozelle, but dismounted to finish the fray in knightly fashion, and, being shieldless, received the full weight of the great sword upon his mail, so that he staggered back and would have fallen had he not struck against the horse.
"Charge him!" shouted the multitude; but Wulf remained seated, as though unwilling to attack a horseless man. Next he sprang from his saddle, and accompanied by the horse Smoke, which followed him as a dog follows its master, walked slowly towards Lozelle, as he walked casting away his lance and drawing the great, cross-hilted sword.
As she stood thus, she heard the sound of boats being rowed through the mist, and perceived three or four of these approaching the ship in silence, perceived also that Lozelle, who stood alone upon the deck, was watching their approach. Now the first boat made fast and a man in the prow rose up and began to speak to Lozelle in a low voice.
Sir Knights, you will think that I have wronged you ay, and your uncle, Sir Andrew, who was once my friend, although an older man than I, and who, by stealing away my sister, laid the foundations of this house of love and war and woe, and perchance of happiness unforeseen. "Now listen. The tale that those two Frankish knaves, the priest and the false knight Lozelle, told to you was true.
"Lord," answered the tall fedai, and his hand trembled as he spoke, "most mighty lord, I had no orders as to the killing of the crew from your lips, and the Frank Lozelle told me that he had agreed with you that they should be spared." "Then, slave, he lied.
Afterwards he left, and at Jaffa I heard that he had sailed for Europe three months before I did." Now the brethren looked at each other. So Lozelle was in England. But Sir Andrew made no comment, only he said: "Tell me your story, and be careful that you speak the truth." "Why should I not, who have nothing to hide?" answered Nicholas.
Next, with a shout he cast it from him far into the gulf, where it was seen for a moment, an arc of gleaming light, and the next was gone. Now, taking no more heed of the conquered knight, Wulf turned and began to walk towards his horse. Scarcely was his back towards him when Lozelle was on his feet again, a dagger in his hand.
"Nay, nay, Sir Traitor," answered Wulf. "Nay, nay betrayer of Christian maids to the power of the heathen dog; you have fought Godwin, now it is the turn of Wulf. Kill Wulf and Godwin remains. Kill Godwin and God remains. Knave, you look your last upon the moon." Lozelle heard, and seemed to go mad with rage, or fear, or both. "Lord Sinan," he shouted in Arabic, "this is murder.
Godwin felt his heart stir and the blood flow to his brow, but before he could speak Wulf broke in, saying: "You bade us spare words, lady Masouda, so tell us what we must do." "This," she answered, becoming calm again. "Tomorrow night about this hour you fight Lozelle upon the narrow way.
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