of the castle after
this outbreak, Shandy, turning to Norman of Torn, with a wide grin,
"By the Pope's hind leg, but thy amiable father loveth the English.
There should be great riding after such as he."
"Ye ride after ME, varlet," cried Norman of Torn, "an' lest ye should
forget again so soon who be thy master, take that, as a reminder," and
he struck the red giant full upon the mouth with his clenched fist--so
that the fellow tumbled heavily to the earth.
He was on his feet in an instant, spitting blood, and in a towering
rage. As he rushed, bull-like, toward Norman of Torn, the latter made
no move to draw; he but stood with folded arms, eyeing Shandy with cold,
level gaze; his head held high, haughty face marked by an arrogant sneer
The great ruffian paused, then stopped, slowly a sheepish smile
overspread his countenance and, going upon one knee, he took the hand of
Norman of Torn and kissed it, as some great and loyal noble knight might
have kissed his king's hand in proof of his love and fealty. There was
a certain rude, though chivalrous grandeur in the act; and it marked
not only the beginning of a lifelong devotion and loyalty on the part of
Shandy toward his young master, but was prophetic of the attitude which
Norman of Torn was to inspire in all the men who served him during the
long years that saw thousands pass the barbicans of Torn to crave a
position beneath his grim banner.
As Shandy rose, one by one, John Flory, James, his brother, One Eye
Kanty, and Peter the Hermit knelt before their young lord and kissed
his hand. From the Great Court beyond, a little, grim, gray, old man had
watched this scene, a slight smile upon his old, malicious face.
"'Tis to transcend even my dearest dreams," he muttered. "'S death,
but he be more a king than Henry himself. God speed the day of his
coronation, when, before the very eyes of the Plantagenet hound, a black
cap shall be placed upon his head for a crown; beneath his feet the
platform of a wooden gibbet for a throne."
It was a beautiful spring day in May, 1262, that Norman of Torn rode
alone down the narrow trail that led to the pretty cottage with which he
had replaced the hut of his old friend, Father Claude.
As was his custom, he rode with lowered visor, and nowhere upon his
person or upon the trappings of his horse were sign or insignia
Just when submarine activities ended we do not know but the last vessel of this type sighted by a Pan-American merchantman was the huge Q 138, which discharged twenty-nine torpedoes at a Brazilian tank steamer off the Bermudas in the fall of 1972.Page 11
I did not ask him to share the responsibility with me.Page 16
According to my observations, we were just off Ram Head, and it was my intention to enter Plymouth Bay and visit Plymouth.Page 19
As we called to him he waved his cap, and stooping, lifted a small deer for our inspection.Page 21
My readings had taught me that it was practically unknown outside of Asia, and that, so late as the twentieth century, at least, there had been no savage beasts outside captivity in England.Page 25
Here was a lifelong inhabitant of the Isle of Wight who never had heard of either Germany or England! I turned to him quite suddenly with a new question.Page 26
I could not help but compare this once great water-way with the waters about our New York,.Page 27
Never in my life had I seen such a beast, nor did I at first recognize it, so different in appearance is the live reality.Page 32
"Far away, across the ocean.Page 34
My objections to this, that the present inhabitants of England are mentally fit, and could therefore not have descended from an ancestry of undiluted lunacy he brushes aside with the assertion that insanity is not necessarily hereditary; and that even though it was, in many cases a return to natural conditions from the state of high civilization, which is thought to have induced mental disease in the ancient world, would, after several generations, have thoroughly expunged every trace of the affliction from the brains and nerves of the descendants of the original maniacs.Page 40
If I could help you I should gladly do so.Page 53
Releasing my hold upon the ivy, I dropped the remaining distance to the ground, saved from laceration only because the lion's paw struck the thick stem of ivy.Page 58
But even as I did so the animal leaped into the air, and simultaneously there was a sound of a shot from beyond the knoll.Page 62
I was angry with myself that I permitted that matter to affect me as it had.Page 64
I left the work to Delcarte, however, and in a moment we had two antelope and the landscape to ourselves.Page 66
I have my map--thank God! I always carry it upon my person--and with that and the compass we will have an advantage over them.Page 67
Aside from the natural gratitude I felt for her since she had saved my life, I owed her nothing.Page 72
The colonel stood watching the procedure.Page 85
More and more numerous became the uniformed soldiers among the fleeing throng, until, toward the last, the street was packed with them.Page 86
Our captors were not unkind to us, and treated the women prisoners with respect.