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"
You
will
not
harm
me
,
then
?
"
said
Wamba
.
"
I
tell
thee
no
,
thou
knave
!
"
"
Ay
,
but
pledge
me
your
knightly
word
for
it
,
"
continued
Wamba
,
as
he
approached
with
great
caution
.
"
My
knightly
word
I
pledge
;
only
come
on
with
thy
foolish
self
.
"
"
Nay
,
then
,
Valour
and
Folly
are
once
more
boon
companions
,
"
said
the
Jester
,
coming
up
frankly
to
the
Knight
's
side
;
"
but
,
in
truth
,
I
love
not
such
buffets
as
that
you
bestowed
on
the
burly
Friar
,
when
his
holiness
rolled
on
the
green
like
a
king
of
the
nine-pins
.
And
now
that
Folly
wears
the
horn
,
let
Valour
rouse
himself
,
and
shake
his
mane
;
for
,
if
I
mistake
not
,
there
are
company
in
yonder
brake
that
are
on
the
look-out
for
us
.
"
"
What
makes
thee
judge
so
?
"
said
the
Knight
.
"
Because
I
have
twice
or
thrice
noticed
the
glance
of
a
motion
from
amongst
the
green
leaves
.
Had
they
been
honest
men
,
they
had
kept
the
path
.
But
yonder
thicket
is
a
choice
chapel
for
the
Clerks
of
Saint
Nicholas
.
"
"
By
my
faith
,
"
said
the
Knight
,
closing
his
visor
,
"
I
think
thou
be
's
t
in
the
right
o
n't
.
"
And
in
good
time
did
he
close
it
,
for
three
arrows
,
flew
at
the
same
instant
from
the
suspected
spot
against
his
head
and
breast
,
one
of
which
would
have
penetrated
to
the
brain
,
had
it
not
been
turned
aside
by
the
steel
visor
.
The
other
two
were
averted
by
the
gorget
,
and
by
the
shield
which
hung
around
his
neck
.
"
Thanks
,
trusty
armourers
,
"
said
the
Knight
.
--
"
Wamba
,
let
us
close
with
them
,
"
--
and
he
rode
straight
to
the
thicket
.
He
was
met
by
six
or
seven
men-at-arms
,
who
ran
against
him
with
their
lances
at
full
career
.
Three
of
the
weapons
struck
against
him
,
and
splintered
with
as
little
effect
as
if
they
had
been
driven
against
a
tower
of
steel
.
The
Black
Knight
's
eyes
seemed
to
flash
fire
even
through
the
aperture
of
his
visor
.
He
raised
himself
in
his
stirrups
with
an
air
of
inexpressible
dignity
,
and
exclaimed
,
"
What
means
this
,
my
masters
!
"
--
The
men
made
no
other
reply
than
by
drawing
their
swords
and
attacking
him
on
every
side
,
crying
,
"
Die
,
tyrant
!
"
