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The Brethren

CHAPTER Sixteen: The Sultan Saladin
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When we meet, Sir Wulf, in war--and that, I think, will be an ill hour for me--strike, and strike home; I shall not complain.

Meanwhile, we are friends, and in very truth all that I have is yours.

But now I come to tell you that the princess Rose of the World--Allah bless her footsteps!--is recovered from her fatigues, and desires that you should breakfast with her in an hour's time.

Also the doctor waits to tend your bruises, and slaves to lead you to the bath and clothe you.

Nay, leave your hauberk; here the faith of Salah-ed-din and of his servants is your best armour." "Still, I think that we will take them," said Godwin, "for faith is a poor defence against the daggers of these Assassins, who dwell not so far away." "True," answered Hassan; "I had forgotten." So thus they departed.
An hour later they were led to the hall, where presently came Rosamund, and with her Masouda and Hassan.
She was dressed in the rich robes of an Eastern lady, but the gems with which she had been adorned as the bride elect of Al-je-bal were gone; and when she lifted her veil the brethren saw that though her face was still somewhat pallid, her strength had come back to her, and the terror had left her eyes.


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