The Days of Chivalry; Or, The Legend of CroquemitaineQuatrelles
History
The Days of Chivalry; Or, The Legend of Croquemitaine
Quatrelles
Charlemagne, Emperor, 742-814 -- Fiction; France -- History -- Humor
“May Allah, who has made all things of earth and heaven, of day and
night, extend his blessing to you in this world and in the one you
inhabit! You are welcome,” said the Prophet! “I must ask your pardon for
the poverty of this reception, as our meeting has been arranged at such
short notice that I have only had time to bring as my suite a few of
my immediate followers, and the troops which happen to be my guard of
honour for the day. Besides, I feared that in surrounding myself with
too great pomp, I might seem to be offering a defiance to a late enemy,
whom I only desire to make a friend of. If I have not treated you with
more ceremony, it is because I wish to treat you like a brother.”
Roland made a wry face, which the Prophet thought it convenient to
attribute to the glare of the sun in his eyes, and therefore made a sign
to four angels, who immediately flew off and spread a rosy cloud before
the luminary. .
“I accept your explanation,” said Roland, coolly, half doubting whether
the Prophet were not making fun of him. “I have equal need of pardon;
but if I have come without a fitting retinue, you must attribute it to
my desire to answer your invitation promptly.”
After this exchange of courtesies, Roland commenced the conversation by
saying, “You will forgive me if I beg you at once to inform me what it
is that has obtained me the honour of this interview, as I am in a hurry
to return to earth. I mount guard to-night in the Emperor’s tent, and I
never like to fail in the performance of duty.”
“Never fear,” said Mahomet; “I’ll have the sun put back. We have all
time for our interview.”
“I am all attention.”
“There is not a more valiant knight than you living. Your single arm is
worth an army. Your judgment is sound, your decision speedy----”
“How much do you expect for this panegyric? I warn you, before you
go any further, not to set too high a price on it, as I have a clear
estimate of my modest worth.”
“I am in the habit of giving far more than I get, so fear not, but
suffer me to proceed. In my youth I was called El Amin--‘the Safe Man.’
I know that I possess a generous soul, and that none can be more loyal
than you.”
“This eulogy is evidently the prologue of some treason you are going to
ask of me.”
“If it be treason to leave a bad cause for a good one, to renounce
attempts which are futile, and to accept good fortune when it is
offered, I have, in effect, treason to propose to you.”
“By the Trinity! but you are putting a high price on compliments for
which nobody asked you!”
“I swear by the holy mountain--by the temple of pilgrimage--by the vault
of heaven and the depths of ocean--that the divine vengeance is about
to fall! nothing can delay it. The convulsed skies shall totter! the
uprooted mountains shall move! I swear by the resting-place of the
star--”
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