Part 22 (2/2)
”Tell me, prince,” she said, ”who rules upon this vessel?”
”Three people,” he answered, bowing. ”The knight, Sir Hugh Lozelle, who, as a skilled navigator, is the captain and rules the sailors; I, who rule the fighting men; and you, Princess, who rule us all.”
”Then I command that the rogue named Nicholas shall not be allowed to approach me. Is it to be borne that I must a.s.sociate with my father's murderer?”
”I fear that in that business we all had a hand, nevertheless your order shall be obeyed. To tell you the truth, lady, I hate the fellow, who is but a common spy.”
”I desire also,” went on Rosamund, ”to speak no more with Sir Hugh Lozelle.”
”That is more difficult,” said Ha.s.san, ”since he is the captain whom my master ordered me to obey in all things that have to do with the s.h.i.+p.”
”I have nothing to do with the s.h.i.+p,” answered Rosamund; ”and surely the princess of Baalbec, if so I am, may choose her own companions. I wish to see more of you and less of Sir Hugh Lozelle.”
”I am honoured,” replied Ha.s.san, ”and will do my best.”
For some days after this, although he was always watching her, Lozelle approached Rosamund but seldom, and whenever he did so he found Ha.s.san at her side, or rather standing behind her like a guard.
At length, as it chanced, the prince was taken with a sickness from drinking bad water which held him to his bed for some days, and then Lozelle found his opportunity. Rosamund strove to keep her cabin to avoid him, but the heat of the summer sun in the Mediterranean drove her out of it to a place beneath an awning on the p.o.o.p, where she sat with the woman Marie. Here Lozelle approached her, pretending to bring her food or to inquire after her comfort, but she would answer him nothing. At length, since Marie could understand what he said in French, he addressed her in Arabic, which he spoke well, but she feigned not to understand him. Then he used the English tongue as it was talked among the common people in Ess.e.x, and said:
”Lady, how sorely you misjudge me. What is my crime against you?
I am an Ess.e.x man of good lineage, who met you in Ess.e.x and learnt to love you there. Is that a crime, in one who is not poor, who, moreover, was knighted for his deeds by no mean hand?
Your father said me nay, and you said me nay, and, stung by my disappointment and his words--for he called me sea-thief and raked up old tales that are not true against me--I talked as I should not have done, swearing that I would wed you yet in spite of all. For this I was called to account with justice, and your cousin, the young knight G.o.dwin, who was then a squire, struck me in the face. Well, he worsted and wounded me, fortune favouring him, and I departed with my vessel to the East, for that is my business, to trade between Syria and England.
”Now, as it chanced, there being peace at the time between the Sultan and the Christians, I visited Damascus to buy merchandise.
Whilst I was there Saladin sent for me and asked if it were true that I belonged to a part of England called Ess.e.x. When I answered yes, he asked if I knew Sir Andrew D'Arcy and his daughter. Again I said yes, whereon he told me that strange tale of your kins.h.i.+p to him, of which I had heard already; also a still stranger tale of some dream that he had dreamed concerning you, which made it necessary that you should be brought to his court, where he was minded to raise you to great honour. In the end, he offered to hire my finest s.h.i.+p for a large sum, if I would sail it to England to fetch you; but he did not tell me that any force was to be used, and I, on my part, said that I would lift no hand against you or your father, nor indeed have I done so.”
”Who remembered the swords of G.o.dwin and Wulf,” broke in Rosamund scornfully, ”and preferred that braver men should face them.”
”Lady,” answered Lozelle, colouring, ”hitherto none have accused me of a lack of courage. Of your courtesy, listen, I pray you. I did wrong to enter on this business; but lady, it was love for you that drove me to it, for the thought of this long voyage in your company was a bait I could not withstand.”
”Paynim gold was the bait you could not withstand--that is what you mean. Be brief, I pray you. I weary.
”Lady, you are harsh and misjudge me, as I will show,” and he looked about him cautiously. ”Within a week from now, if all goes well, we cast anchor at Limazol in Cyprus, to take in food and water before we run to a secret port near Antioch, whence you are to be taken overland to Damascus, avoiding all cities of the Franks. Now, the Emperor Isaac of Cyprus is my friend, and over him Saladin has no power. Once in his court, you would be safe until such time as you found opportunity to return to England.
This, then, is my plan--that you should escape from the s.h.i.+p at night as I can arrange.”
”And what is your payment,” she asked, ”who are a merchant knight?”
”My payment, lady, is--yourself. In Cyprus we will be wed--oh!
think before you answer. At Damascus many dangers await you; with me you will find safety and a Christian husband who loves you well--so well that for your sake he is willing to lose his s.h.i.+p and, what is more, to break faith with Saladin, whose arm is long.”
”Have done,” she said coldly. ”Sooner will I trust myself to an honest Saracen than to you, Sir Hugh, whose spurs, if you met your desert, should be hacked from your heels by scullions. Yes, sooner would I take death for my lord than you, who for your own base ends devised the plot that brought my father to his murder and me to slavery. Have done, I say, and never dare again to speak of love to me,” and rising, she walked past him to her cabin.
But Lozelle looking after her muttered to himself, ”Nay, fair lady, I have but begun; nor will I forget your bitter words, for which you shall pay the merchant knight in kisses.”
From her cabin Rosamund sent a message to Ha.s.san, saying that she would speak with him.
He came, still pale with illness, and asked her will, whereon she told him what had pa.s.sed between Lozelle and herself, demanding his protection against this man.
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