It means that the great struggle between Cross and Crescent is at hand, and then, pilgrims Peter and John, you will have to choose your standard." "There can be little doubt about that," said Wulf.
"None," replied Masouda, with one of her smiles, "only it may pain you to have to make war upon the princess of Baalbec and her uncle, the Commander of the Faithful." Then she went, still smiling.

For this was the trouble of it: Rosamund, their cousin and their love, had in truth become the princess of Baalbec--for them.

She lived in great state and freedom, as Saladin had promised that she should live in his letter to Sir Andrew D'Arcy.

No insult or violence were offered to her faith; no suitor was thrust upon her.

But she was in a land where women do not consort with men, especially if they be high-placed.