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encumbered with shield and sword, both useless--the sword, in fact,

sawing the air Then they fell together, Prosper above; and that was

the end of the bout Prosper slipped out his poniard and drove it in

between the joints of the gorget Then he got up, breathing hard, and

looked at his eneht

strea from his neck

"The price of treachery is heavy," said he "I ought to kill him And

there are villainies behind that to be reckoned with, to say nothing

of all the villainies to do when that hole shall be stuffed The

shield--ah, the shield! No, hts, I will not kill

you yet It would be dealing as you dealt, it would prevent our

the history

of your arates! Where, under heaven's eye, have I

been brought up against three white wicket-gates? Ha! there is a motto

too" Entra per ain," he said "Meantime I will remember Entra per

me" He raised his voice to call to Isoult--"Coh"