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Moonlight illuminated the warriors' faces and showed the face of Demetrios as sly and leering. It was less the countenance of a proud lord than a carved head on some old waterspout. "Messire de la Foret," Demetrios said, "now we cry quits. Here our ways part till one of us has killed the other, as one of us must surely do." You saw that Perion was tremulous with fury.
I would salute the victor if I could. ... Ey, Melicent, I still consider you and Perion are fools. We have a not intolerable world to live in, and common-sense demands we make the most of every tidbit this world affords. Yet you can find in it only an exercising-ground for infatuation, and in all its contents pleasures and pains alike only so many obstacles for rapt insanity to override.
He had black hair, grey eyes which challenged you, and a thin pleasant face which was not pleasant now. "You know that I am not a coward ." Demetrios began. "Indeed," said Perion, "I believe you to be the hardiest warrior in the world." "Therefore I may without dishonour repeat to you that my death involves the death of Melicent. Orestes hates her for his mother's sake.
Beside his thigh hung a sorcerer's scabbard of blue leather, curiously ornamented, but it was emptied of power. Yet Perion laughed exultingly, because he was elate with dreams of the future. And for the rest, he was aware it is less grateful to remember plaudits than to recall the exercise of that in us which is not merely human. How Perion Got Aid
I will demolish you without compunction, as I would any other vermin." "Oh, brave, brave!" sneered the bishop, "to fling away your life, and perhaps mine too, for an idle word " But at that he fetched a sob. "How foolish of you! and how like you!" he said, and Perion wondered at this prelate's voice. "Hey, gentlemen!" cried Ayrart de Montors, "a moment if you please!"
This much could Perion know, whose fond eyes did not really see the woman upon the battlements but, instead, young Melicent as young Perion had first beheld her walking by the sea at Bellegarde. Thus Perion, who knelt in adoration of that listless girl, all white and silver, and gold, too, where her blown hair showed like a halo.
But love has thrust him into a bag's end, and his fate is certain." She spoke her steadfast resolution. "And my fate, too. For when Perion is trapped and slain I mean to kill myself." "I am aware of that," he said. "Oh, women have these notions! Yet when the hour came, I think, you would not dare.
"Come, come, will you not even help me into the boat?" said Melicent. She, too, was glad. How Melicent Wedded "That may not be, my cousin." It was the real Bishop of Montors who was speaking. His company, some fifteen men in all, had ridden up while Melicent and Perion looked seaward. The bishop was clothed, in his habitual fashion, as a cavalier, showing in nothing as a churchman.
I pray for old sake's sake that Perion and his lady may taste of every prosperity. Indeed, I do not envy her. Rather I pity her, because last night I wandered through a certain forest hand-in-hand with a young Perion, whose excellencies she will never know as I know them in our own woods." Said Demetrios, "Do you console yourself with dreams?" The swart man grinned.
Yet ask now what you will, short of my crown, and it is yours." The old man kissed the chief of all his treasures, a bit of the True Cross, which hung upon his breast supported by a chain of gold. "The King has spoken," Perion returned. "I ask the life of Demetrios." Theodoret recoiled, like a small flame which is fluttered by its kindler's breath.
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