The Savannah morning news., 1904-08-21

L nope. My master would wish me
to do this honor to a gallant foe whom
in that case he still may meet.
(Signed.) Hugh Lozelle, or An
other"
Another, then; not Hugh Lozelle,"
said Goodwin, since he cannot write,
and if he could, would never pen words
so knightly."
The words may be knightly. but the
writer's deeds were base enough" re-
piled Sir Andrew; nor, of a truth,
do l understand this school,"
THE interpreter spoke of the short
man as his master" suggested Wulf.
Aye, nephew, but him you met. This
writing speaks of a master whom God
win may meet. and who would wish
the writer to pay him a certain hon
or"
Perhaps he wrote thus to blind us"
"Perchance, perchance. The matter
puzzles me. Moreover, of whom these
men were I have been able to learn
nothing. A boat was seen passing to-
wards Bradwell-indeed, it seems that
you saw it. and that night a boat was
seen sailing southwards down st.
Peters sands towards a ship that had
anchored off Foulness Point But what
that ship was whence she came, and
whittier she went, none know, though
the tidings of this fray have made some
stir"
We'll" said Wulf, lat the least we
have seen the last of her crew of
women thieves. Had they meant more
mischief, they would have shown them
selves again ere now
| Sir Andrew looked grave as he
answered.
so 1 trust, but all the tale is very
strange. How came it that they knew
that you and Rosamund were riding
that day to St-Peter' son the Wall
and so were able to waylay you? Sure
ly some spy must have warned them,
since that thew were no common
| pirates is evident, for they spoke of
Lozelle, and bade you two begone UNI
harmed, as it was Rosamund whom
they needed. Also, there is the mat
ter of the sword that fell from the
hand of Goodwin when he was hurt.
which was returned in so strange
fashion. I have known many such
deeds of chivalry done in the East by
Paynim men
We'll, Rosamund is half an Eastern"
broke In Wulf carelessly; land perhaps
that had something to do with it
ALL"
Sir Andrew started, and the color
rose to his pale face. Then in a tone
in which he showed he wished to speak
no more of this matter, he said:
Enough, enough. Goodwin is very
weak, ana grows weary, and before |
leave him 1 have a word to say that it
may please you both to hear. Young
men, you are of my blood the nearest
to it save this maid-the sons of that
noble knight, my brother. 1 have ever
! loved you we'll, and been proud of you,
| put II this was so in the past, how
much more is it thus to-day, when you
have done such high service to my
mouse? Moreover, that deed was brave
and great; nothing more knightly has
been told of in Essex this many a year
and those who wrought it should no
longer be simple gentlemen, but very
knights. This boon it is in my power
to grant to you according to the an
cient custom. Still, that none may
| question it, while you lay sick, but
after it was believed that Goodwin
would live, which at first we scarcely
dared to hope, L journeyed to London
and sought audience of our liege the
! King. Having told him this tale, l
praysd him that he would be pleased
to grant me his command in writing
that 1 should name you knights. My
| nephewS, he was so pleased, and here
| have the brief sealed with the royal
signet, commanding that in his name
and my own 1 should give you the ac-
colade publicly in the church of the
| Priory at Stangate at such season as
4
win, the squire, haste you to get well,
that you may become Sir Goodwin the
knight; for you, Wulf, save for the
hurt to your leg, are already well
enough"
Now Godwin's white face went red
with pride, and Wulf dropped his bold
eyes and looked modest as a girl.
Speak you" he said to his brother,
'for my tongue is blunt and awk-
ward"
Sir" said Goodwin in a weak voice.
1--WE know not how to thank you for so
| great an honor, that we never thought
| to win till we had done more famous
deeds than the beating off of a band
of robbers. Sir, we have no more to
say, save that while we live we will
strive to be worthy of our name and of
YOU"
"Well, said" said his uncle, adding
as though speaking to himself; this
man is courtly as he is brave"
Wulf looked up, flash of merriment
upon his open face.
IT, my uncle, whose speech is,
fear me, not courtly, thank you also.
1 will add that think our lady cousin
here should be knighted, too, if such
a thing were possible for a woman,
seeing that to swim a horse across
| Death creek was a greater deed than
/
"Rosamund." answered the old man
in the same dreamy voice. Her rank
is high enough-too high, too high for
safety" And turning, he left the lit
| tie chamber.
well, cousin" said Wulf, IF you
cannot be a knight, at least you can
lessen all this dangerous rank of yours
by becoming a knights wife" Where
as Rosamund looked at him with in
dignation which struggled with a smile
in her dark eyes, and murmuring that
she would see to the making of God
wins broth, followed her father from
the place.
1T would have been kinder had she
told us that she was glad" said Wulf
when she was gone.
perhaps she would" answered his
brother, had it not been for your
rough jests, Wulf, which might have a
meaning in them"
Nay, I had no meaning. Why should
she not become a knights wife?"
AYE. but what knights? Would
1t please either of us, brother, If, as
may we'll hap, she should chance to be
some Stranger"
Now Wulf swore a great oath, then
flushed to the roots of his fair hair,
and was silent.
"Ah!" said Goodwin; you do not
think before you speak, which it is al
ways well to do
"She swore upon the quay yonder,"
broke IN Wulf.
Never speak of what she swore.
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