Lo! there on the floor before him, gleaming green and white with emerald and diamond, lay the enchanted Star of Hassan.
Masouda saw, and the colour crept back to her cheek.

Rosamund saw also, and nature was too strong for her, for in one bitter cry the truth broke from her lips at last: "Not Wulf! Not Wulf!" she wailed, and sank back senseless into Masouda's arms.
"Now, sire," said the old imaum with a chuckle, "you know which of those two the lady loves.

Being a woman, as usual she chooses badly, for the other has the finer spirit." "Yes, I know now," said Saladin, "and I am glad to know, for the matter has vexed me much." But Wulf, who had paled for a moment, flushed with joy as the truth came home to him, and he understood the end of all their doubts.
"This Star is well named 'The Luck,'" he said, as bending down he took it from the floor and fastened it to his cloak above his heart, "nor do I hold it dearly earned." Then he turned to his brother, who stood by him white and still, saying: "Forgive me, Godwin, but such is the fortune of love and war.
Grudge it not to me, for when I am sped tonight this Luck--and all that hangs to it--will be yours." So that strange scene ended.
The afternoon drew towards evening, and Godwin stood before Saladin in his private chamber.
"What seek you now ?" said the Sultan sternly.
"A boon," answered Godwin.

"My brother is doomed to die before nightfall.

I ask to die instead of him." "Why, Sir Godwin ?" "For two reasons, sire.