dry moat at the
back of the ruined castle. First they had stripped them and, when they
took account of the spoils of the combat, they found themselves richer
by three horses with full trappings, many pieces of gold and silver
money, ornaments and jewels, as well as the lances, swords and chain
mail armor of their erstwhile guests.
But the greatest gain, the old man thought to himself, was that the
knowledge of the remarkable resemblance between his ward and Prince
Edward of England had come to him in time to prevent the undoing of his
The boy, while young, was tall and broad shouldered, and so the old
man had little difficulty in fitting one of the suits of armor to
him, obliterating the devices so that none might guess to whom it had
belonged. This he did, and from then on the boy never rode abroad except
in armor, and when he met others upon the high road, his visor was
always lowered that none might see his face.
The day following the episode of the three knights the old man called
the boy to him, saying,
"It is time, my son, that thou learned an answer to such questions as
were put to thee yestereve by the pigs of Henry. Thou art fifteen years
of age, and thy name be Norman, and so, as this be the ancient castle of
Torn, thou mayst answer those whom thou desire to know it that thou art
Norman of Torn; that thou be a French gentleman whose father purchased
Torn and brought thee hither from France on the death of thy mother,
when thou wert six years old.
"But remember, Norman of Torn, that the best answer for an Englishman is
the sword; naught else may penetrate his thick wit."
And so was born that Norman of Torn, whose name in a few short years
was to strike terror to the hearts of Englishmen, and whose power in the
vicinity of Torn was greater than that of the King or the barons.
From now on, the old man devoted himself to the training of the boy in
the handling of his lance and battle-axe, but each day also, a period
was allotted to the sword, until, by the time the youth had turned
sixteen, even the old man himself was as but a novice by comparison with
the marvelous skill of his pupil.
During these days, the boy rode Sir Mortimer abroad in many directions
until he knew every bypath within a radius of fifty miles of Torn.
Sometimes the old man accompanied
The owner of the eyes had but recently descended from the quarters of the chauffeur above the garage which he had entered as a thief in the night and quitted apparelled in a perfectly good suit of clothes belonging to the gentlemanly chauffeur and a soft, checked cap which was now pulled well down over a pair of large brown eyes in which a rather strained expression might have suggested to an alienist a certain neophytism which even the stern set of well shaped lips could not effectually belie.Page 2
"What Soup Face needs is to be learned ettyket, an' if he comes that on me again I'm goin' to push his mush through the back of his bean.Page 10
Dey can't hang a guy any higher fer two 'an they can fer one an' dat's no pipe; so wots de use.Page 16
It was likewise remarked that Reginald, the two strange men and the GIRL had been first noticed after the time of arrival of the Oakdale train! What more was needed? Absolutely nothing more.Page 18
Another flash of lightning revealed a fork in the road immediately ahead--to the left ran the broad, smooth highway, to the right a dirt road, overarched by trees, led away into the impenetrable dark.Page 21
The man threw an arm across his companion's shoulder.Page 28
Besides we must look after this young woman--she may be dying, and we haven't done a thing to help her.Page 29
"Her features are rather coarse, I think," he replied.Page 31
"What is it?" she gasped.Page 34
His cigaret drawing well Dopey Charlie resumed: "This Oskaloosa Kid's a bad actor," he volunteered.Page 36
Not since he had followed the open road in company with Billy Byrne had Bridge met one with whom he might care to 'Pal' before The Kid crossed his path on the dark and storm swept pike south of Oakdale.Page 58
'n' he had a string o' things thet I don't know jest what you call 'em; but they looked like they was made outen the inside o' clam shells only they was all round like marbles.Page 60
The boy and the girl, tense with excitement, peered past the man into a clearing in which stood a log shack, mud plastered; but it was not the hovel which held their mute attention--it was rather the figure of a girl, bare headed and bare footed, who toiled stubbornly with an old spade at a long, narrow excavation.Page 62
Bridge shrugged his shoulders as the palpable inference of that cunning glance was borne in upon him.Page 66
Gol durn, ef I don't hold out fer thirty! Gee!" Words, thoughts even, failed him.Page 70
"There is no one here," he announced.Page 71
It seemed that all were hungry and that the bear was ravenous.Page 78
Eddie and Soup Face had better attend to that.Page 83
No one never had no use for him while he was alive, but the whole county's het up now over his death.