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It was late in the afternoon when they saw William of Wykeham’s tower rising above the trees like a casket of rose-red marble. The track ran near the river, and a long curve of placid water ended in t
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It was late in the afternoon when they saw William of Wykeham’s tower rising above the trees like a casket of rose-red marble. The track ran near the river, and a long curve of placid water ended in t
They rode back to the Black Mere next morning, and a buxom old gentleman on a white palfrey rode with them, even Father…
The King had supped and was playing at “tables” with one of his gentlemen. The room was hung with blue arras, covered w…
Fulk’s eyes were cold as a frost, and a great and bitter scorn possessed him. He had kept faith with the King and his l…
They brought a settle out from the solar, and setting it against the wall, made ready for a night’s vigil. Since the la…
Then began as mad a fight as any fire-eater could have desired. The stairway was not more than three feet broad; there …
Fulk went down to bar and barricade the door that opened from the passage leading to the kitchen quarters from the yard…
They were breathless, both of them, and exultant, though Death in a grey friar’s frock raged to and fro beyond the wate…
Fulk ran back into the great hall, caught up his sword from the table, but did not tarry to think of shield or helmet. …
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