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〃Let me then wet it for you； Sainte…Maure；〃 Lanfranc asked of me；
eager himself to do for an Italian。
I shook my head。
〃Pasquini is mine；〃 I answered。 〃He shall be first to…morrow。〃
〃Are there others？〃 Lanfranc demanded。
〃Ask de Goncourt；〃 I grinned。 〃I imagine he is already laying claim
to the honour of being the third。〃
At this； de Goncourt showed distressed acquiescence。 Lanfranc
looked inquiry at him； and de Goncourt nodded。
〃And after him I doubt not comes the cockerel；〃 I went on。
And even as I spoke the red…haired Guy de Villehardouin； alone；
strode to us across the moonlit grass。
〃At least I shall have him；〃 Lanfranc cried； his voice almost
wheedling； so great was his desire。
〃Ask him；〃 I laughed； then turned to Pasquini。 〃To…morrow；〃 I said。
〃Do you name time and place； and I shall be there。〃
〃The grass is most excellent；〃 he teased； 〃the place is most
excellent； and I am minded that Fortini has you for company this
night。〃
〃'Twere better he were accompanied by a friend；〃 I quipped。 〃And
now your pardon； for I must go。〃
But he blocked my path。
〃Whoever it be；〃 he said； 〃let it be now。〃
For the first time； with him； my anger began to rise。
〃You serve your master well；〃 I sneered。
〃I serve but my pleasure；〃 was his answer。 〃Master I have none。〃
〃Pardon me if I presume to tell you the truth；〃 I said。
〃Which is？〃 he queried softly。
〃That you are a liar； Pasquini； a liar like all Italians。〃
He turned immediately to Lanfranc and Bohemond。
〃You heard；〃 he said。 〃And after that you cannot deny me him。〃
They hesitated and looked to me for counsel of my wishes。 But
Pasquini did not wait。
〃And if you still have any scruples；〃 he hurried on； 〃then allow me
to remove them 。 。 。 thus。〃
And he spat in the grass at my feet。 Then my anger seized me and
was beyond me。 The red wrath I call itan overwhelming； all…
mastering desire to kill and destroy。 I forgot that Philippa waited
for me in the great hall。 All I knew was my wrongsthe
unpardonable interference in my affairs by the gray old man； the
errand of the priest； the insolence of Fortini； the impudence of
Villehardouin； and here Pasquini standing in my way and spitting in
the grass。 I saw red。 I thought red。 I looked upon all these
creatures as rank and noisome growths that must be hewn out of my
path； out of the world。 As a netted lion may rage against the
meshes； so raged I against these creatures。 They were all about me。
In truth； I was in the trap。 The one way out was to cut them down；
to crush them into the earth and stamp upon them。
〃Very well；〃 I said； calmly enough； although my passion was such
that my frame shook。 〃You first； Pasquini。 And you next； de
Goncourt？ And at the end； de Villehardouin？〃
Each nodded in turn and Pasquini and I prepared to step aside。
〃Since you are in haste；〃 Henry Bohemond proposed to me； 〃and since
there are three of them and three of us； why not settle it at the
one time？〃
〃Yes； yes；〃 was Lanfranc's eager cry。 〃Do you take de Goncourt。 De
Villehardouin for mine。〃
But I waved my good friends back。
〃They are here by command；〃 I explained。 〃It is I they desire so
strongly that by my faith I have caught the contagion of their
desire； so that now I want them and will have them for myself。〃
I had observed that Pasquini fretted at my delay of speech…making；
and I resolved to fret him further。
〃You； Pasquini；〃 I announced； 〃I shall settle with in short account。
I would not that you tarried while Fortini waits your companionship。
You； Raoul de Goncourt； I shall punish as you deserve for being in
such bad company。 You are getting fat and wheezy。 I shall take my
time with you until your fat melts and your lungs pant and wheeze
like leaky bellows。 You； de Villehardouin； I have not decided in
what manner I shall kill。〃
And then I saluted Pasquini； and we were at it。 Oh； I was minded to
be rarely devilish this night。 Quick and brilliantthat was the
thing。 Nor was I unmindful of that deceptive moonlight。 As with
Fortini would I settle with him if he dared the time attack。 If he
did not； and quickly； then I would dare it。
Despite the fret I had put him in； he was cautious。 Nevertheless I
compelled the play to be rapid； and in the dim light； depending less
than usual on sight and more than usual on feel； our blades were in
continual touch。
Barely was the first minute of play past when I did the trick。 I
feigned a slight slip of the foot； and； in the recovery； feigned
loss of touch with Pasquini's blade。 He thrust tentatively； and
again I feigned； this time making a needlessly wide parry。 The
consequent exposure of myself was the bait I had purposely dangled
to draw him on。 And draw him on I did。 Like a flash he took
advantage of what he deemed an involuntary exposure。 Straight and
true was his thrust； and all his will and body were heartily in the
weight of the lunge he made。 And all had been feigned on my part
and I was ready for him。 Just lightly did my steel meet his as our
blades slithered。 And just firmly enough and no more did my wrist
twist and deflect his blade on my basket hilt。 Oh； such a slight
deflection； a matter of inches； just barely sufficient to send his
point past me so that it pierced a fold of my satin doublet in
passing。 Of course； his body followed his rapier in the lunge；
while； heart…high； right side； my rapier point met his body。 And my
outstretched arm was stiff and straight as the steel into which it
elongated； and behind the arm and the steel my body was braced and
solid。
Heart…high； I say； my rapier entered Pasquini's side on the right；
but it did not emerge； on the left； for； well…nigh through him； it
met a rib （oh； man…killing is butcher's work！） with such a will that
the forcing overbalanced him； so that he fell part backward and part
sidewise to the ground。 And even as he fell； and ere he struck；
with jerk and wrench I cleared my weapon of him。
De Goncourt was to him； but he waved de Goncourt to attend on me。
Not so swiftly as Fortini did Pasquini pass。 He coughed and spat；
and； helped by de Villehardouin； propped his elbow under him； rested
his head on hand； and coughed and spat again。
〃A pleasant journey； Pasquini；〃 I laughed to him in my red anger。
〃Pray hasten； for the grass where you lie is become suddenly wet and
if you linger you will catch your death of cold。〃
When I made immediately to begin with de Goncourt； Bohemond
protested that I should rest a space。
〃Nay；〃 I said。 〃I have not properly warmed up。〃 And to de
Goncourt； 〃Now will we have you dance and wheezeSalute！〃
De Goncourt's heart was not in the work。 It was patent that he
fought under the compulsion of command。 His play was old…fashioned；
as any middle…aged man's is apt to be； but he was not an indifferent