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Updated: May 7, 2025
'The Sheik Moffadin, a captive, in the name of Ali, and of Abdallah, servant of Ali. So the Marquess, and would have kissed the man, but that he saw no face under the hood, and dared not kiss emptiness. 'Come with me, said the Arabian. An hour later the Marquess came into the Tower of Flies, shaking. He found Saint-Pol there, the Archduke of Austria, and Gilles de Gurdun.
'We call him an Assassin in our language, the Sheik replied; 'but he is not of our people by any means. He is a servant of the Old Man who dwells on Lebanon. 'What old man is this, Moffadin? 'I can tell you no more of him, said the Sheik, 'save that he is master of many such men, who serve him faithfully and in silence. But he hates the Soldan, and the Soldan him.
Queen Berengère moaned in her sleep; the Duke of Burgundy snored; and the Arabian spat into the lagoon. Since the Soldan broke his pledges, King Richard swore that he would keep his. So he had all the two thousand hostages killed, except the Sheik Moffadin, whom the Marquess had enlarged. He asked no counsel, and allowed no comment: by this time he was absolute over the armies in Acre.
'By the Tower of Flies you will find them, said the Sheik, 'and late at night. There are always some of his people walking there. Seek out such a man as you have seen, and without fear accost him after his fashion, kissing him and saying, "Ah, Ali. Ah, Abdallah, servant of Ali." 'I am very much obliged to you, Moffadin, said the Marquess.
There was a Sheik Moffadin in the jail, one of the Soldan's hostages for the return of the True Cross. The Marquess went to see him. 'Who of your people, he asked, 'is very tall and light-footed, robes him from head to foot in white linen, and kills quietly, as if he loved the dead, with an "All hail, master"?
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