"Your father had wisdom at his death, and saw what we could not see." "Ay," added Wulf, "but I would that it had been into some other place, for I fear this lord Al-je-bal at whose nod men hurl themselves to death." "He is hateful," answered Rosamund, with a shudder; "worse even than the knight Lozelle; and when he fixes his eyes on me, my heart grows sick.

Oh! that we could escape this place!" "An eel in an osier trap has more chance of freedom," said Wulf gloomily.

"Let us at least be thankful that we are caged together--for how long, I wonder ?" As he spoke Masouda appeared, attended by waiting women, and, bowing to Rosamund, said: "It is the will of the Master, lady, that I lead you to the chambers that have been made ready for you, there to rest until the hour of the feast.

Fear not; you shall meet your brethren then.

You knights have leave, if it so pleases you, to exercise your horses in the gardens.