Arab countries -- Fiction; Crusades -- Fiction; Great Britain -- History -- Medieval period, 1066-1485 -- Fiction
For a mile or more Masouda led them along the rocky bottom of the gulf,
where because of the stones they could only travel at a foot pace, till
they came to a deep cleft on the left hand, up which they began to
ride. By now the moon was quite behind the mountains, and such faint
light as came from the stars began to be obscured with drifting clouds.
Still, they stumbled on till they reached a little glade where water
ran and grass grew.
“Halt,” said Masouda. “Here we must wait till dawn for in this darkness
the horses cannot keep their footing on the stones. Moreover, all about
us lie precipices, over one of which we might fall.”
“But they will pursue us,” pleaded Rosamund.
“Not until they have light to see by,” answered Masouda, “or at least
we must take the risk, for to go forward would be madness. Sit down and
rest a while, and let the horses drink a little and eat a mouthful of
grass, holding their reins in our hands, for we and they may need all
our strength before to-morrow’s sun is set. Sir Wulf, say, are you much
hurt?”
“But very little,” he answered in a cheerful voice; “a few bruises
beneath my mail—that is all, for Lozelle’s sword was heavy. Tell us, I
pray you, what happened after we rode away from the castle bridge.”
“This, knights. The princess here, being overcome, was escorted by the
slaves back to her chambers, but Sinan bade me stay with him awhile
that he might speak to you through me. Do you know what was in his
mind? To have you killed at once, both of you, whom Lozelle had told
him were this lady’s lovers, and not her brothers. Only he feared that
there might be trouble with the people, who were pleased with the
fighting, so held his hand. Then he bade you to the supper, whence you
would not have returned; but when Sir Wulf said that he was hurt, I
whispered to him that what he wished to do could best be done on the
morrow at the wedding-feast when he was in his own halls, surrounded by
his guards.
“‘Ay,’ he answered, ‘these brethren shall fight with them until they
are driven into the gulf. It will be a goodly sight for me and my queen
to see.’”
“Oh! horrible, horrible!” said Rosamund; while Godwin muttered:
“I swear that I would have fought, not with his guards, but with Sinan
only.”
“So he suffered you to go, and I left him also. Before I went he spoke
to me, bidding me bring the princess to him privately within two hours
after we had supped, as he wished to speak to her alone about the
ceremony of her marriage on the morrow, and to make her gifts. I
answered aloud that his commands should be obeyed, and hurried to the
guest-castle. There I found your lady recovered from her faintness, but
mad with fear, and forced her to eat and drink.
“The rest is short. Before the two hours were gone a messenger came,
saying that the Al-je-bal bade me do what he had commanded.
“‘Return,’ I answered; ‘the princess adorns herself. We follow
presently alone, as it is commanded.’
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