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Updated: May 5, 2025
Not only had Richard mortally affronted his gaoler; he had innumerably offended him. The Archduke was punctilious; Richard with his petulant foot stamped on every little point he laboured, or else, like a buttress, let him labour them in vain. He did not for a moment disguise his fatigue in Luitpold's presence, his relief at his absence, or his unconcern with his properties. This galled the man.
His intention was to travel home by way of Germany and the Low Countries, and so land in England while his brother John was still in France. Either he had forgotten, or did not care to remember, that all this country was a fief of the Archduke Luitpold's. He knew, of course, that Luitpold hated him, but not that he held him guilty of Montferrat's murder.
Saint-Pol came running and kissed his knee, to Luitpold's great surprise. Philip shivered in his furs. 'I must go home, he fretted; 'I am smitten to death. I must die in France. 'Where is the King of England? asked the, Marquess, knowing perfectly well. 'Evil light upon him, cried Saint-Pol, 'he is in my sister's house. Between them they give me a nephew. 'Oho! Montferrat said. 'Is that it?
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