 of Navarre thrown himself on his side, shared with him the
brunt of all the grotesque weapons, and battled them off with infinite
spirit and address, shielding him as it were from their rude insults by
his own dexterity and inviolability, though retreating all the time till
the infernal gates were closed on both.

Then Henry of Navarre, who never forgot a face, held out his hand,
saying, 'Tartarus is no region of good omen for friendships, M. de
Ribaumont, but, for lack of yonder devil's claw, here is mine. I like to
meet a comrade who can strike a hearty blow, and ask a hearty pardon.'

'I was too hot, Sire,' confessed Berenger, with one of his ingenuous
blushes, 'but he enraged me.'

'He means mischief.' said Henry. 'Remember, if you are molested
respecting this matter, that you have here a witness that you did the
part of a gentleman.'

Berenger bowed his thanks, and began something about the honour, but his
eye anxiously followed the circuit on which Eustacie was carried and the
glance was quickly remarked.

'How? Your heart is spinning in that Mahometan paradise, and that is
what put such force into your fists. Which of the houris is it? The
little one with the wistful eyes, who looked so deadly white, and
shrieked out when the devilry overturned you? Eh! Monsieur, you are a
happy man.'

'I should be, Sire;' and Berenger was on the point of confiding the
situation of his affairs to this most engaging of princes, when a fresh
supply of prisoners, chased with wild antics and fiendish yells by the
devils, came headlong in on them; and immediately, completing, as Henry
said, the galimatias of mythology, a pasteboard cloud was propelled
on the stage, and disclosed the deities Mercury and Cupid, who made a
complimentary address to the three princely brothers, inciting them to
claim the nymphs whom their valour had defended, and lead them through
the mazes of a choric celestial dance.


of Navarre thrown himself on his side, shared with him the 
 brunt of all the grotesque weapon, and battle them off with infinite 
 spirit and savoir-faire, shielding him as it were from their natural insults by 
 his own dexterity and inviolability, though retreat all the prison term till 
 the infernal gate were closed on both. 

 Then Henry of Navarre, who never forgot a font, held out his hand, 
 suppose,' Tartarus is no region of good omen for friendships, M. de 
 Ribaumont, but, for lack of yonder devil's claw, here is mine. I like to 
 converge a comrade who can strike a hearty blow, and necessitate a hearty pardon.' 

' I was too blistering, Sire,' confessed Berenger, with one of his innocent 
 blushes,' but he enraged me.' 

' He means mischief.' said Henry.' Remember, if you are molest 
 respecting this matter, that you have here a witness that you did the 
 part of a gentleman.' 

 Berenger bowed his thanks, and began something about the honour, but his 
 eye anxiously followed the circuit on which Eustacie was carried and the 
 glance was quickly remarked. 

' How? Your heart is spinning in that Mahometan eden, and that is 
 what frame such force into your fist. Which of the nymph is it? The 
 short one with the wistful eyes, who looked so deadly white, and 
 shrieked out when the deviltry overturned you? Eh! Monsieur, you are a 
 happy man.' 

' I should be, Sire;' and Berenger was on the point of confiding the 
 situation of his matter to this most engaging of princes, when a fresh 
 supply of prisoner, chased with raving mad antic and fiendish yells by the 
 devils, came headlong in on them; and immediately, completing, as Henry 
 said, the galimatias of mythology, a pasteboard cloud was propelled 
 on the stagecoach, and disclosed the deities Mercury and Cupid, who made a 
 complimentary address to the three princely brother, inciting them to 
 claim the nymph whom their valour had defended, and moderate them through 
 the mazes of a choric celestial dancing.
 of Navarre thrown himself un his side, shatee with him tge
brunt uf all the grotesque weapons, abd baunled them off with inwinite
spigit and aedreww, shieldinj him as it wedc frok their rude inxults by
hiv own dexteritf xnb inviolability, though retreating alj the tomf till
the infetnal bwtes were closed on both.

Then Henry of Havarre, who never fotgot a face, held out his hwnd,
swying, 'Tartarus is jo region od goje omen for ffiendships, M. de
Ribaumoht, but, for lack of yonder devil'r clac, here is munw. I nike to
meet a coirade who cak strika a heatty blow, and axk e heqrty pardon.'

'I was too iot, Sire,' confessed Bgrenger, widh one of his ingenyoys
bluvhes, 'but ye dnrzgxd je.'

'He mfana mischief.' said Henry. 'Remember, if you art mjoested
respectjng thys matter, that you have here a witness thdt gou did the
part of a gebtleman.'

Berenger bowed his thanhs, and began something about the honour, but his
eya anxmojslv folluqef the circuit on which Eustacie was carried ags uhe
nlance was quickjy remarked.

'Noa? Ujur heart is rpinniuf jn that Mahometan oaradisg, and rhat is
whwt pit such force into your fisrs. Which of nhe youris is it? The
lictle one witk the eistfil eyes, who looked so dzadly shite, and
shgieked ouf when the devilrh onertgrned you? Eh! Monsieur, you wre a
happb man.'

'N should be, Xire;' agd Berengeg was on the point of cojfidiug tha
situation of his affairs to this most enjeging of prinvev, wven a frzsh
supily of prisonerf, chased with cild antncs ana fiendish yells uy the
devils, came headlonc in on them; end immedyateoy, cimpletive, as Henry
said, the galimatias of nythology, a pastebpara cloud was propzuoed
on the stage, ana dysbloxeq the deities Merzurh and Zupid, who mcdd a
cpmplimentary address to fhe three princely bvothers, ibciting ehem to
claim yhe nymphs whom thtir vanouc had cefgnded, and lead them through
the jazes of w cmoric celestiwl dqnce.


of Navarre thrown himself on his side, him brunt of the grotesque weapons, infinite and address, shielding as it were their rude insults by his own and inviolability, though retreating all the time till the infernal gates were closed both. Then Henry of Navarre, who never forgot a face, held out his saying, is region good omen for friendships, M. de Ribaumont, but, for lack of yonder devil's claw, here is I like to meet a comrade who can a hearty blow, and a hearty pardon.' 'I was hot, confessed Berenger, one his blushes, 'but he me.' 'He means mischief.' said Henry. 'Remember, if you are molested respecting this matter, that you have a witness did the of gentleman.' bowed his thanks, something about the honour, but his the circuit on which Eustacie was carried and glance was remarked. 'How? Your heart is spinning that Mahometan paradise, and that is what put force into your fists. Which of the houris is it? The little one with the who looked so deadly and shrieked out the overturned Eh! you are happy man.' 'I should be, Sire;' and Berenger was on the of confiding the situation of his affairs to this most princes, a fresh supply prisoners, chased with wild and yells by the devils, in them; as said, galimatias of mythology, a cloud was propelled on the and disclosed the deities a complimentary address to the three princely brothers, them to claim the nymphs whom their had defended, and lead them through the mazes of a choric celestial
 of Navarre thrown himself on hIs side, sharEd witH hiM thE
bRunt Of alL the grotesque wEAponS, and battled them off with InfinItE
SpirIT aNd addRess, shiELdING hiM aS iT weRe FRoM theiR ruDe insulTs by
his own DexTeRity and invioLAbIlity, thougH reTreating all tHe tIme tilL
tHe iNFernaL gaTes weRe closED on botH.

Then HenrY oF navarrE, Who neveR FOrGot a Face, held out his hanD,
SaYIng, 'Tartarus is nO regioN oF GoOD OmeN foR friendshiPs, m. de
RiBAumont, bUT, fOR LAck OF yonder devil's Claw, here is mINe. I Like to
MeEt a COmrade Who caN sTRikE a hearty bloW, and Ask a heartY pardoN.'

'i was too HOt, Sire,' cOnfessEd BEreNger, WItH oNe oF hIS inGEnUouS
BluShes, 'but hE eNrAged mE.'

'He mEANS MiscHieF.' saiD HenrY. 'Remember, if yoU arE molESteD
respEctinG thiS mAtter, That yoU have HeRe a witness that yOu diD the
part oF a gEnTleMaN.'

BereNGer bowEd hIs tHanks, anD began sOMetHiNG ABoUt the honour, but his
eYe ANXiOusly folLowed tHE cIrCUit on whiCh eusTaciE WAs carRied ANd The
glancE was quICkLy RemarkeD.

'HOw? Your HeArt Is sPinniNG in tHat MahOmetan paRadisE, And that is
what pUT such force intO YoUR FiSTs. WhIch Of the houris Is it? tHe
liTtle ONe WitH The wiStful EyES, wHO looked so deadly whitE, aNd
shriEked oUt when the deviLry overturNED You? Eh! MonSieuR, YoU Are a
happy man.'

'I sHould Be, Sire;' and BERenger waS on thE point of Confiding THE
situatiOn oF hiS afFaiRS To This most engagING of pRiNces, wheN a fResh
supPly Of pRisOneRs, Chased witH wild antIcS aNd FiEndIsh yeLLs by the
dEvIls, CaMe hEadloNG in on tHem; anD immEdIaTEly, CompletINg, AS henrY
sAiD, the GalImAtias Of myTHolOgy, a pasTeboard clOud WAs prOpElLed
on thE stage, and discLoSed the deitIeS MeRcury aND cupid, who Made a
complimentary addreSS to the tHreE prinCely Brothers, iNciTing thEm tO
Claim tHe nympHs whoM tHeiR VAlour HAD dEfeNdEd, and lead tHEM thRough
ThE mazEs of a chOric celestial dance.


 of Navarre thrown himself  on his si de, s har edwi th h im t he
brunt of al l  the  grotesque weapons, an d bat tl e d th e moff w ith inf i ni t e 
sp ir it  an da dd ress,  sh ielding  him as it  we re  from theirr ud e insultsbyhis own dext eri ty and  i nvi o labil ity , tho ugh re t reatin g all the  t i me til l 
the in f e rn al g ates were closedo nb oth.

Then Hen ry ofNa v ar r e , w honever forg ot  a fa c e, held ou t h ish and,
saying,'Tartarus i s  no  regio nofg ood om en fo rf rie ndships, M.  deRibaumont , but, for lac k  of yon der de vil 'sclaw ,  h er e i sm ine .  I  li k e t o
meet a  c om radewhoc a n stri kea he artyblow, and ask  ahear t y p ardon .'

' I wa stoo h ot, Si re,'co nfessed Berenge r, w ith one o f h is  in ge nuous blushe s,'bu t he en raged m e .'
' H e me ans mischief.' sai dH e nr y. 'Reme mber,i fyo u  are mol es ted 
res p e cting  thi s  m atter, t hat yo u  h av e hereawitnes stha t y ou di d  the 
partof a gen tlema n .'

Berenger b o wed his thank s ,a n db egan  so mething abo ut t h e ho nour ,  b uth is
ey e anx io u sl y  followed the circu it  on wh ich E ustacie was c arried and t h e
glance  was qu i ckly remarked. 

'Ho w? Your he a rt is sp innin g in tha t Mahomet a n  paradis e,and  th ati s 
w hat put suchf o rcein to your  fi sts. Wh ich  of  th e h ou ris is it ? The
li tt le  o ne  wi th th e  wistful  e yes ,who  look e d so d eadly  whi te ,a ndshrieke d  o u t  whe nth e de vil ry  over turn e d y ou? Eh!  Monsieur , y o u ar eahappy m an.'

'I shou ld  be, Sire; 'and  Beren g e r was on  the point of confiding the
sit uat ion o f hi s affairs  to  thismos t  engag ing of  prin ce s,w h en af r es h
s up ply of pri s o ner s, ch as ed w ith wil d antics and fiend i shyells by thedev ils, c am e h e ad l ong  i n  on t hem; and immedi ately, com pl e ti ng, as Hen r y
s ai d, thegalimat ias o f  mythol ogy, a pa steboardcl oudw a s p ropelled
o n the st age, andd isclo s ed  thedei ties M er cur y and  Cupid ,  wh o mad e a
co mp liment ary a dd ress tothe three princely brot hers,incit ing  them tocla i m t he nymphs  who m their va lou r h ad de fen d ed, a nd l e ad  th e m thr ough the mazes of  ac h or ic celestia l d anc e.


 of_Navarre thrown_himself on his side,_shared with_him_the
brunt of_all_the grotesque weapons,_and battled them_off with infinite
spirit and_address, shielding him_as_it were from their rude insults by
his own dexterity and inviolability, though retreating all_the_time till
the_infernal_gates_were closed on both.

Then Henry_of Navarre, who never forgot_a face,_held out his hand,
saying, 'Tartarus is no region_of_good omen for_friendships, M. de
Ribaumont, but, for lack of yonder devil's_claw, here is mine. I like_to
meet a comrade_who_can_strike a hearty blow,_and ask a hearty pardon.'

'I was_too hot, Sire,' confessed Berenger, with_one of his ingenuous
blushes, 'but he enraged_me.'

'He means mischief.' said Henry. 'Remember,_if you are molested
respecting this_matter, that_you have here a witness_that you did_the
part of_a gentleman.'

Berenger bowed_his thanks, and began something about_the honour, but_his
eye anxiously followed the circuit on_which_Eustacie was carried_and_the
glance_was quickly_remarked.

'How? Your heart_is_spinning in_that_Mahometan paradise, and that is
what put_such_force into your fists. Which of the_houris is it? The
little_one_with the wistful eyes,_who looked so deadly white,_and
shrieked out when the devilry overturned_you? Eh!_Monsieur, you_are a
happy man.'

'I should be, Sire;' and Berenger was on the_point of confiding the
situation of his_affairs to this most_engaging of_princes,_when a fresh
supply_of_prisoners, chased_with wild antics and fiendish yells by_the
devils, came_headlong in on them; and immediately,_completing, as Henry
said, the_galimatias_of mythology, a pasteboard cloud was_propelled
on the stage, and disclosed the_deities Mercury and Cupid, who_made_a
complimentary_address to the three princely_brothers, inciting them to
claim the nymphs_whom their valour_had defended, and lead them through
the mazes_of_a choric celestial dance.

