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Updated: June 9, 2025
For this Sir Turquine is, certes, the greatest knight in all the world, unless it be Sir Launcelot." How Sir Launcelot was Found in a Sleep by Queen Morgana le Fay and Three Other Queens who were with Her, and How He was Taken to a Castle of Queen Morgana's and of What Befell Him There.
All these questions Rivardi discussed with Don Aloysius, who listened to him patiently without committing himself to any reply. Within forty-eight hours of Morgana's summons the famous specialist from Rome, Professor Marco Ardini, noted all over the world for his miraculous cures of those whom other physicians had given up as past curing, arrived.
As she spoke, a wonderful thing happened every disc that lined the interior of the ship started throbbing like a pulse, every little white knob in the centre of each disc vibrated with an extraordinary rapidity of motion which dazzled the eyes like the glittering of swiftly falling snow, and Gaspard, obeying Morgana's sign, drew down at once all the rose silk covering which completely hid the strange mechanism from view.
Then they lifted him and bore him away, carrying him in that manner to a certain castle in the forest that was no great distance away. And the name of that castle was Chateaubras and it was one of Queen Morgana's castles. For whilst he had gone asleep beneath that apple-tree, here he now lay in a fair chamber upon a couch spread with a coverlet of flame-colored linen.
Papillon was led forth, Ogier mounted him, and, taking a tender adieu of the tearful Morgana, crossed at rapid speed the rocky belt which separated Morgana's palace from the borders of the sea. The sea-goblins which had received him at his coming awaited him on the shore.
He was at work on some wonderful invention some great secret! it will never be known now not a soul will ever ask what has become of it or of him! The world does not care what becomes of anyone it has no sympathy. Only those who love greatly have any pity!" She clasped her hands and lifted them in an attitude of prayer, laying them against Morgana's breast.
Papillon was led forth, Ogier mounted him, and, taking a tender adieu of the tearful Morgana, crossed at rapid speed the rocky belt which separated Morgana's palace from the borders of the sea. The sea-goblins which had received him at his coming awaited him on the shore.
Both had given themselves up for lost and were resigned and ready to meet death at any moment. From the first they had made no effort to resist Morgana's orders she and they had left Sicily at a couple of hours' notice and their three days' journey across the ocean had been accomplished without adventure or accident, at such a speed that it was hardly to be thought of without a thrill of horror.
The ruined cloister looked very beautiful that morning, with its crumbling arches crowned and festooned with roses climbing every way at their own sweet will, and Morgana's light figure gave just the touch of human interest to the solemn peacefulness of the scene. She waited but two or three minutes before Don Aloysius appeared he had seen her arrive from the window of his own private library.
A streak of rose and silver flared through the sky flushing the pallor of Morgana's face as she lifted it towards him, smiling. "Quite natural!" she said "No man is ever 'interested' in woman's work, but he is always 'curious. Woman is a many-cornered maze and man is always peeping round one corner or another in the hope to discover her but he never does!"
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