Theobald, the Iron-Hearted - Love to Enemies by Anonymous
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warrior?"
"I have told you: the sight of the chalice awoke my fury, and exclaiming, Defend thyself, I took my sword with both hands, and with a single blow dashed aside his shield and cleft his helmet. "But my sword broke; and at the moment when the Lion fell----" _Gottfried, with terror_. Did Arnold then fall? Was Arnold killed? "So perish all who hate the Holy Church! (_Gottfried conceals his face in his hands_.) But as soon as I had struck him, his soldiers precipitated themselves upon ours, and five of their chevaliers threw themselves upon me and surrounded me. I had no arms: I had laid down my lance to combat with the Lion, and my sword was broken. I could yet, with the fragment that remained, repulse and strike down three men; but I was alone, my people were themselves surrounded, and I saw that I must perish. It was then that I fled. (O, how I regret it! But the cowards! they did not give me even a sword!) Yes, I fled towards the forest, hoping to find there a branch with which I could arm and defend myself; but my horse stumbled over the roots, in consequence of which I fell and fainted. "The rest you know. I owe my life to you; and you have taken care of me like a father." "Arnold is then dead!" cried Gottfried, without perceiving that the chevalier had finished his narrative. "Do not regret it," replied Theobald. "He was an enemy of our faith; one |
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