He went up now behind where the castellan was leaning over the
battlement, and pulled his skirt, and when Sir Aymeris turned round,
he said: Lord, I have a word for thine ear. But the old knight did
but half turn round, and then spake peevishly: Tush, man! another
time! seest thou not I have got no eyes for aught save what we see on
the lake? Yea, but what then? said the priest. There cometh a boat,
said Sir Aymeris, not looking back at him, and our thought is that
therein be our lords.
When the priest heard that word, it was to him as if hell had opened
underneath his feet; and he had no might to speak for a minute; then
he cried out: Sir Aymeris, hearken, I pray thee. But the old knight
but thrust him back with his hand, and even therewith one of the men-
at-arms cried out: I hear the voice of their horn! Then shouted Sir
Aymeris: Where art thou, Noise? Blow, man, blow, if ever thou
blewest in all thy life! And therewithal came the blare of the
brass, and Sir Aymeris nodded to the trumpeter, who blew blast after
blast with all his might, so that the priest might as well have been
dumb for any hearing he might get; and all the while to Leonard the
minutes seemed hours, and he was well-nigh distraught.
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