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and contempt, as excluded indignation. I have heard much,' he said, 'but this is the first time that I have heard one with a beard on his lip avouch himself a coward.'

'Nor do you hear it now,' answered Flammock, with the utmost composure—' I am always ready to fight for life and property; and my coming to this country, where they are both in constant danger, shows that I care not much how often I do so. But a sound skin is better than a slashed

one, for all that.'

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Well,' said Raymond Berenger, 'fight after thine own fashion, so thou wilt but fight stoutly with that long body of thine. We are like to have need for all that we can do. Saw you aught of these rascaille Welsh ? have they Gwenwyn's banner amongst them?'

I saw it with the white dragon displayed,' replied Wilkin; 'I could not but know it, since it was broidered in my own loom.'

Raymond looked so grave upon this intelligence, that Dennis Morolt, unwilling the Fleming should mark it, thought it necessary to withdraw his attention. 'I can tell thee," he said to Flammock, 'that when the Constable of Chester joins us with his lances, you shall see your handiwork, the dragon, fly faster homeward than ever flew the shuttle which wove it.'

'It must fly before the Constable comes up, Dennis Morolt,' said Berenger, 'else it will fly triumphant over all our bodies.'

'In the name of God and the Holy Virgin!' said Dennis, 'what may you mean, Sir Knight ?-not that we should fight with the Welsh before the Constable joins us?' He paused, and then, well understanding the firm yet melancholy glance with which his master answered the question, he proceeded with yet more vehement earnestness-' You cannot mean it you cannot intend that we shall quit this castle, which we have so often made good against them, and contend in the field with two hundred men against thousands? Think better of it, my beloved master, and let not the rashness of your old age blemish that character for wisdom and warlike skill, which your former life has so nobly won.'

'I am not angry with you for blaming my purpose, Dennis,' answered the Norman, ' for I know you do it in love

to me and mine. But, Dennis Morolt, this thing must bewe must fight the Welshmen within these three hours, or the name of Raymond Berenger must be blotted from the genealogy of his house.'

And so we will-we will fight them, my noble master,' said the esquire ; ' fear not cold counsel from Dennis Morolt, where battle is the theme. But we will fight them under the walls of the castle, with honest Wilkin Flammock and his crossbows on the wall to protect our flanks, and afford us some balance against the numerous odds.'

'Not so, Dennis,' answered his master-In the open field we must fight them, or thy master must rank but as a mansworn knight. Know that when I feasted yonder wily savage in my halls at Christmas, and when the wine was flowing fastest around, Gwenwyn threw out some praises of the fastness and strength of my castle, in a manner which intimated it was these advantages alone that had secured me in former wars from defeat and captivity. I spoke in answer when I had far better been silent; for what availed my idle boast, but as a fetter to bind me to a deed next to madness? If, I said, a prince of the Cymry shall come in hostile fashion before the Garde Doloureuse, let him pitch his standard down in yonder plain by the bridge, and, by the word of a good knight, and the faith of a Christian man, Raymond Berenger will meet him as willingly, be he many or be he few, as ever Welshman was met withal.'

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Dennis was struck speechless when he heard of a promise so rash, so fatal; but his was not the casuistry which could release his master from the fetters with which his unwary confidence had bound him. It was otherwise with Wilkin Flammock. He stared-he almost laughed, notwithstanding the reverence due to the Castellane, and his own insensibility to risible emotions. And is this all?' he said. 'If your honour had pledged yourself to pay one hundred florins to a Jew or to a Lombard, no doubt you must have kept the day, or forfeited your pledge; but surely one day is as good as another to keep a promise for fighting, and that day is best in which the promiser is strongest. But indeed, after all, what signifies any promise over a wine flagon? 'It signifies as much as a promise can do that is given

elsewhere. The promiser,' said Berenger, escapes not the sin of a word-breaker, because he hath been a drunken braggart.'

'For the sin,' said Dennis, sure I am, that rather than you should do such a deed of dole, the Abbot of Glastonbury would absolve you for a florin.'

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'But what shall wipe out the shame!' demanded Berenger- how shall I dare to show myself again among press of knights, who have broken my word of battle pledged, for fear of a Welshman and his naked savages? No! Dennis Morolt, speak on it no more. Be it for weal or woe, we fight them to-day, and upon yonder fair field.'

'It may be,' said Flammock,' that Gwenwyn may have forgotten the promise, and so fail to appear to claim it in the appointed space; for, as we heard, your wines of France flooded his Welsh brains deeply.'

'He again alluded to it on the morning after it was made,' said the Castellane trust me, he will not forget what will give him such a chance of removing me from his path forever.' As he spoke, they observed that large clouds of dust, which had been seen at different points of the landscape, were drawing down towards the opposite side of the river, over which an ancient bridge extended itself to the appointed place of combat. They were at no loss to conjecture the cause. It was evident that Gwenwyn, recalling the parties who had been engaged in partial devastation, was bending with his whole forces towards the bridge and the plain beyond it.

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'Let us rush down and secure the pass,' said Dennis Morolt; we may debate with them with some equality by the advantage of defending the bridge. Your word bound you to the plain as to a field of battle, but it did not oblige you to forgo such advantages as the passage of the bridge would afford. Our men, our horses, are ready-let our bowmen secure the banks, and my life on the issue.'

'When I promised to meet him in yonder field, I meant,' replied Raymond Berenger, 'to give the Welshman the full advantage of equality of ground. I so meant it-he so understood it; and what avails keeping my word in the letter, if I break it in the sense? We move not till the last Welshman has crossed the bridge; and then'

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And then,' said Dennis, we move to our death!-May God forgive our sins !-But ''But what?' said Berenger; mind that should have vent.'

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My young lady, your daughter the Lady Eveline' 'I have told her what is to be. She shall remain in the castle, where I will leave a few chosen veterans, with you, Dennis, to command them. In twenty-four hours the siege will be relieved, and we have defended it longer with a slighter garrison. Then to her aunt, the Abbess of the Benedictine sisters-thou, Dennis, wilt see her placed there in honour and safety, and my sister will care for her future provision as her wisdom shall determine.'

'I leave you at this pinch!' said Dennis Morolt, bursting into tears- I shut myself up within walls, when my master rides to his last of battles!-I become esquire to a lady, even though it be to the Lady Eveline, when he lies dead under his shield !-Raymond Berenger, is it for this that I have buckled thy armour so often?

The tears gushed from the old warrior's eyes as fast as from those of a girl who weeps for her lover; and Raymond, taking him kindly by the hand, said, in a soothing tone, 'Do not think, my good old servant, that, were honour to be won, I would drive thee from my side. But this is a wild and an inconsiderate deed, to which my fate or my folly has bound me. I die to save my name from dishonour; but, alas! I must leave on my memory the charge of imprudence.'

Let me share your imprudence, my dearest master,' said Dennis Morolt, earnestly- the poor esquire has no business to be thought wiser than his master. In many a battle my valour derived some little fame from partaking in the deeds which won your renown-deny me not the right to share in that blame which your temerity may incur; let them not say, that so rash was his action, even his old esquire was not permitted to partake in it! I am part of yourself—it is murder to every man whom you take with you, if you leave me behind.'

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Dennis,' said Berenger, you make me feel yet more bitterly the folly I have yielded to. I would grant you the boon you ask, sad as it is-But my daughter'

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'Sir Knight,' said the Fleming, who had listened to this dialogue with somewhat less than his usual apathy, it is not my purpose this day to leave this castle; now, if you could trust my troth to do what a plain man may for the protection of my Lady Eveline '-

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'How, sirrah!' said Raymond; you do not propose to leave the castle? Who gives you right to propose or dispose in the case, until my pleasure is known ?

'I shall be sorry to have words with you, Sir Castellane,' said the imperturbable Fleming ; but I hold here, in this township, certain mills, tenements, cloth-yards, and so forth, for which I am to pay man-service in defending this Castle of the Garde Doloureuse, and in this I am ready. But if you call on me to march from hence, leaving the same castle defenceless, and to offer up my life in a battle which you acknowledge to be desperate, I must needs say my tenure binds me not to obey thee.'

'Base mechanic!' said Morolt, laying his hand on his dagger, and menacing the Fleming.

But Raymond Berenger interfered with voice and hand— 'Harm him not, Morolt, and blame him not. He hath a sense of duty, though not after our manner; and he and his knaves will fight best behind stone walls. They are taught also, these Flemings, by the practice of their own country, the attack and defence of walled cities and fortresses, and are especially skilful in working of mangonels and military engines. There are several of his countrymen in the castle, besides his own followers. These I propose to leave behind; and I think they will obey him more readily than any but thyself-how think'st thou? Thou wouldst not, I know, from a misconstrued point of honour, or a blind love to me, leave this important place and the safety of Eveline in doubtful hands?'

'Wilkin Flammock is but a Flemish clown, noble sir,' answered Dennis, as much overjoyed as if he had obtained some important advantage; but I must needs say he is as stout and true as any whom you might trust; and, besides, his own shrewdness will teach him there is more to be gained by defending such a castle as this, than by yielding it to strangers, who may not be likely to keep the terms of Surrender, however fairly they may offer them.'

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