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"
Be
it
so
,
"
said
the
King
;
"
but
for
thine
own
sake
tax
me
not
with
usurpation
now
.
Dissolve
thy
Chapter
,
and
depart
with
thy
followers
to
thy
next
Preceptory
,
(
if
thou
canst
find
one
)
,
which
has
not
been
made
the
scene
of
treasonable
conspiracy
against
the
King
of
England
--
Or
,
if
thou
wilt
,
remain
,
to
share
our
hospitality
,
and
behold
our
justice
.
"
"
To
be
a
guest
in
the
house
where
I
should
command
?
"
said
the
Templar
;
"
never
!
--
Chaplains
,
raise
the
Psalm
,
Quare
fremuerunt
Gentes
?
--
Knights
,
squires
,
and
followers
of
the
Holy
Temple
,
prepare
to
follow
the
banner
of
Beau-seant
!
"
The
Grand
Master
spoke
with
a
dignity
which
confronted
even
that
of
England
's
king
himself
,
and
inspired
courage
into
his
surprised
and
dismayed
followers
.
They
gathered
around
him
like
the
sheep
around
the
watch-dog
,
when
they
hear
the
baying
of
the
wolf
.
But
they
evinced
not
the
timidity
of
the
scared
flock
--
there
were
dark
brows
of
defiance
,
and
looks
which
menaced
the
hostility
they
dared
not
to
proffer
in
words
.
They
drew
together
in
a
dark
line
of
spears
,
from
which
the
white
cloaks
of
the
knights
were
visible
among
the
dusky
garments
of
their
retainers
,
like
the
lighter-coloured
edges
of
a
sable
cloud
.
The
multitude
,
who
had
raised
a
clamorous
shout
of
reprobation
,
paused
and
gazed
in
silence
on
the
formidable
and
experienced
body
to
which
they
had
unwarily
bade
defiance
,
and
shrunk
back
from
their
front
.
The
Earl
of
Essex
,
when
he
beheld
them
pause
in
their
assembled
force
,
dashed
the
rowels
into
his
charger
's
sides
,
and
galloped
backwards
and
forwards
to
array
his
followers
,
in
opposition
to
a
band
so
formidable
.
Richard
alone
,
as
if
he
loved
the
danger
his
presence
had
provoked
,
rode
slowly
along
the
front
of
the
Templars
,
calling
aloud
,
"
What
,
sirs
!
Among
so
many
gallant
knights
,
will
none
dare
splinter
a
spear
with
Richard
?
--
Sirs
of
the
Temple
!
your
ladies
are
but
sun-burned
,
if
they
are
not
worth
the
shiver
of
a
broken
lance
?
"
"
The
Brethren
of
the
Temple
,
"
said
the
Grand
Master
,
riding
forward
in
advance
of
their
body
,
"
fight
not
on
such
idle
and
profane
quarrel
--
and
not
with
thee
,
Richard
of
England
,
shall
a
Templar
cross
lance
in
my
presence
.
The
Pope
and
Princes
of
Europe
shall
judge
our
quarrel
,
and
whether
a
Christian
prince
has
done
well
in
bucklering
the
cause
which
thou
hast
to-day
adopted
.
If
unassailed
,
we
depart
assailing
no
one
.
To
thine
honour
we
refer
the
armour
and
household
goods
of
the
Order
which
we
leave
behind
us
,
and
on
thy
conscience
we
lay
the
scandal
and
offence
thou
hast
this
day
given
to
Christendom
.
"
With
these
words
,
and
without
waiting
a
reply
,
the
Grand
Master
gave
the
signal
of
departure
.
Their
trumpets
sounded
a
wild
march
,
of
an
Oriental
character
,
which
formed
the
usual
signal
for
the
Templars
to
advance
.
They
changed
their
array
from
a
line
to
a
column
of
march
,
and
moved
off
as
slowly
as
their
horses
could
step
,
as
if
to
show
it
was
only
the
will
of
their
Grand
Master
,
and
no
fear
of
the
opposing
and
superior
force
,
which
compelled
them
to
withdraw
.
"
By
the
splendour
of
Our
Lady
's
brow
!
"
said
King
Richard
,
"
it
is
pity
of
their
lives
that
these
Templars
are
not
so
trusty
as
they
are
disciplined
and
valiant
.
"
The
multitude
,
like
a
timid
cur
which
waits
to
bark
till
the
object
of
its
challenge
has
turned
his
back
,
raised
a
feeble
shout
as
the
rear
of
the
squadron
left
the
ground
.
