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BLOSS C.A. Heroines of the Crusades


Sir John Froissart's Chronicles of England, France, Spain and the Ajoining Countries from the latter part of the reign of Edward II to the coronation of Henry IV in 12 volumes 

Chronicles of Enguerrand De Monstrelet (Sir John Froissart's Chronicles continuation) in 13 volumes 

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Heroines of the Crusades
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peared, and, lifting lier gently from the tree, placed her on a beautiful Spanish jennet, and smilingly handing her an ivory whistle, terminating in a silver cross, bade her summon her satyrs. She placed it to her lips, and blew a shrill call, and forthwith from the leafy bosom of every bush and shrub there issued a huntsman, clad in forest green, and carrying only such weapons as were used in the chase. • The knight gave them hasty directions for the dif-* ferent points of rendezvous^ at which they were to watch the safety of the young squire, warned them against those places where they would be most likely to encounter the malcontents, and then mounting the noble steed that stood pawing the turf in impatience by his side, and laying his hand upon the rein, recalled Eva to herself, by saying, with emphasis, " Sir Launfal, we must away, or morning will dawn ere we cross the fords of Exe." They rode at a brisk pace for some time in silence, the mind of each being too much occupied for words.. The knight at length spoke abruptly. " Thou hast a turn for adventure, pretty page, and I'll warrant me, ready tongue, but how dost thou think to gain speech with Prince Edward ?" " Nay, that I leave with thee," returned Eva, " since I know neither the place to which I am bound, nor the duty I am to perform." "And that I scarce know myself," replied the knight. "The lady Maud Mortimer has the swiftest courser in all England, a coal-black Arabian, brought by Richard of Cornwall as a gift to her ladj'ship, on his return from the Holy Land. My Lord Mortimer is a partisan of Leicester, but is somewhat cooled in his devotion to the prond earl, from an affront received since the battle of Lewes. The lady, therefore, to be revenged, has volunteered her 6teed for the escape of Edward. There riseth, however, another difficulty'. The prince is constantly surrounded with guards, so that no stranger may accost him. My merry men have beset the castle in every kind of disguise, bnt to no purpose. Of late, the prince rides forth of a morning, ELE ANORA. 371

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