The Rival Heirs; being the Third and Last Chronicle of Aescendune by A. D. (Augustine David) Crake
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"Wilt thou acknowledge the Lady Adeliza of Coutances to be the most peerless beauty in the world?" Supposing the newcomer not to be in love, and to be willing to admit the superiority of the fair charmer, then to him the bridge warden further added: "Wilt thou admit that I am a better knight than thou--better with horse, sword, and lance?" If the newcomer said "Yes," he might pass without further toll; if not he must fight, yea, even to the death. And this our Norman pages thought the grandest thing in chivalry. As yet they had kept from such direct insult as would necessitate an appeal to sword or lance in Wilfred's case, which, indeed, pages could not resort to without the permission of their feudal superiors; but how long would this last? The promise the poor lad had given to his beloved and lost mother had made him patient for a time; but his patience had been tried to the uttermost. He looked on the woods which had once echoed to his father's horn: for miles and miles they extended in trackless mazes of underwood, swamp, and brake; and report already credited them with being the haunt of outlaws innumerable. "Where were all the fugitives from Aescendune?" thought our |
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