Adventure stories; British -- Spain -- Fiction; Swordsmen -- Fiction
Half a league before we reached the entrance to the narrow winding
road leading directly to the gates of the castle, upon which we must
have been challenged, Sir Richard Pendragon turned the heads of the
mules towards the meadows. Although these were invested by the King’s
soldiers, they appeared to be held very carelessly.
At the foot of the rocks was a wide and deep stream. When we had come
to its margin Sir Richard unharnessed the four mules and turned them
loose. They strayed away in all directions. He then removed the bag
from the water-cart, and with our aid proceeded to destroy that clumsy
and primitive vehicle. It was easy enough to lift the body from the
wheels and break it in pieces. These were cast fragment by fragment
into the stream, so that very soon the whole contrivance was completely
vanished from the ken of man.
We bore the bag and its strange burden along the banks of the stream,
until we were come presently to a goodly thicket of alder trees which
grew at the water’s edge. Taking care that we were not observed, we
carried our burden into this concealment; and then the redoubtable
Englishman, leaving us in this security to mount guard over our
treasure, and bidding us not to show our faces in the open against his
return, took his way towards the castle. It was his hope that, under
Providence, he might find his way into it by the further exercise of
those ingenious arts in which none excelled him.
CHAPTER XXXII
OF THE UNHAPPY SITUATION OF A GREAT PRINCE
THE Count of Nullepart and myself, left thus in our hiding-place and
in the charge of some highly valuable booty, were fain to hope very
devoutly that our enemies might not come upon us during the absence of
our leader.
When we fell to examine the bag, it was some satisfaction to our humane
feelings to observe that three holes had been cut in the top of it to
provide for the entrance of air. Even in a small matter it seemed that
Sir Richard Pendragon could use his ingenious mind to a purpose.
We had not been long in contemplation of the bag ere we had a natural
curiosity to view its contents, and, as I am willing to believe, a
humane desire, as far as the circumstances would permit, to ease them
of their pains. Therefore were we led to open the top of it, and to
expose that which lay within to the light of day. And, good reader, it
was with the liveliest trepidation that we did this; for it was hard to
say in what case the contents were like to reveal themselves.
To give the royal personage within greater ease of body, we propped the
sack against an alder tree; and then, with much concern, exposed his
head to the view. Our first sight of the King’s majesty was a much
dishevelled mass. A closer scrutiny showed the royal forehead to have
one or two slight contusions; the undressed hair was hanging limply all
about it; and a cloth tied with a cord had been thrust into the royal
mouth.
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