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Two
things
displeased
Cedric
in
this
speech
.
It
contained
the
Norman
word
"
melee
"
,
(
to
express
the
general
conflict
,
)
and
it
evinced
some
indifference
to
the
honour
of
the
country
;
but
it
was
spoken
by
Athelstane
,
whom
he
held
in
such
profound
respect
,
that
he
would
not
trust
himself
to
canvass
his
motives
or
his
foibles
.
Moreover
,
he
had
no
time
to
make
any
remark
,
for
Wamba
thrust
in
his
word
,
observing
,
"
It
was
better
,
though
scarce
easier
,
to
be
the
best
man
among
a
hundred
,
than
the
best
man
of
two
.
"
Athelstane
took
the
observation
as
a
serious
compliment
;
but
Cedric
,
who
better
understood
the
Jester
's
meaning
,
darted
at
him
a
severe
and
menacing
look
;
and
lucky
it
was
for
Wamba
,
perhaps
,
that
the
time
and
place
prevented
his
receiving
,
notwithstanding
his
place
and
service
,
more
sensible
marks
of
his
master
's
resentment
.
The
pause
in
the
tournament
was
still
uninterrupted
,
excepting
by
the
voices
of
the
heralds
exclaiming
--
"
Love
of
ladies
,
splintering
of
lances
!
stand
forth
gallant
knights
,
fair
eyes
look
upon
your
deeds
!
"
The
music
also
of
the
challengers
breathed
from
time
to
time
wild
bursts
expressive
of
triumph
or
defiance
,
while
the
clowns
grudged
a
holiday
which
seemed
to
pass
away
in
inactivity
;
and
old
knights
and
nobles
lamented
in
whispers
the
decay
of
martial
spirit
,
spoke
of
the
triumphs
of
their
younger
days
,
but
agreed
that
the
land
did
not
now
supply
dames
of
such
transcendent
beauty
as
had
animated
the
jousts
of
former
times
.
Prince
John
began
to
talk
to
his
attendants
about
making
ready
the
banquet
,
and
the
necessity
of
adjudging
the
prize
to
Brian
de
Bois-Guilbert
,
who
had
,
with
a
single
spear
,
overthrown
two
knights
,
and
foiled
a
third
.
At
length
,
as
the
Saracenic
music
of
the
challengers
concluded
one
of
those
long
and
high
flourishes
with
which
they
had
broken
the
silence
of
the
lists
,
it
was
answered
by
a
solitary
trumpet
,
which
breathed
a
note
of
defiance
from
the
northern
extremity
.
All
eyes
were
turned
to
see
the
new
champion
which
these
sounds
announced
,
and
no
sooner
were
the
barriers
opened
than
he
paced
into
the
lists
.
As
far
as
could
be
judged
of
a
man
sheathed
in
armour
,
the
new
adventurer
did
not
greatly
exceed
the
middle
size
,
and
seemed
to
be
rather
slender
than
strongly
made
.
His
suit
of
armour
was
formed
of
steel
,
richly
inlaid
with
gold
,
and
the
device
on
his
shield
was
a
young
oak-tree
pulled
up
by
the
roots
,
with
the
Spanish
word
Desdichado
,
signifying
Disinherited
.
He
was
mounted
on
a
gallant
black
horse
,
and
as
he
passed
through
the
lists
he
gracefully
saluted
the
Prince
and
the
ladies
by
lowering
his
lance
.
The
dexterity
with
which
he
managed
his
steed
,
and
something
of
youthful
grace
which
he
displayed
in
his
manner
,
won
him
the
favour
of
the
multitude
,
which
some
of
the
lower
classes
expressed
by
calling
out
,
"
Touch
Ralph
de
Vipont
's
shield
--
touch
the
Hospitallers
shield
;
he
has
the
least
sure
seat
,
he
is
your
cheapest
bargain
.
"
The
champion
,
moving
onward
amid
these
well-meant
hints
,
ascended
the
platform
by
the
sloping
alley
which
led
to
it
from
the
lists
,
and
,
to
the
astonishment
of
all
present
,
riding
straight
up
to
the
central
pavilion
,
struck
with
the
sharp
end
of
his
spear
the
shield
of
Brian
de
Bois-Guilbert
until
it
rung
again
.
All
stood
astonished
at
his
presumption
,
but
none
more
than
the
redoubted
Knight
whom
he
had
thus
defied
to
mortal
combat
,
and
who
,
little
expecting
so
rude
a
challenge
,
was
standing
carelessly
at
the
door
of
the
pavilion
.
"
Have
you
confessed
yourself
,
brother
,
"
said
the
Templar
,
"
and
have
you
heard
mass
this
morning
,
that
you
peril
your
life
so
frankly
?
"
"
I
am
fitter
to
meet
death
than
thou
art
"
answered
the
Disinherited
Knight
;
for
by
this
name
the
stranger
had
recorded
himself
in
the
books
of
the
tourney
.
"
Then
take
your
place
in
the
lists
,
"
said
Bois-Guilbert
,
"
and
look
your
last
upon
the
sun
;
for
this
night
thou
shalt
sleep
in
paradise
.
"
