MELISSA: That soused my lord Gui head over ears in a lily-pool?
JOCELYN: Verily, lady.
MELISSA: O! Would one might do as much for Sir Agramore of Biename!
JOCELYN: One doubtless will, lady.
MELISSA: Thyself?
JOCELYN: Nay--one that loveth the disputatious bickering of sharp steel
better than I--one had rather fight than eat, and rather fight three men
than one--
"Three men?" cried Melissa, starting.
"Aye, lady--and six men than three!"
"There was such an one, Fool, in truth a very brave man, did fight three of
my Lord Agramore's foresters on my behalf. Dost know of such an one, Fool?"
"Methinks he is my comrade, Lady."
"Thy comrade--in truth? Then, pray you, speak me what seeming hath he."
"Ill, lady."
"How so, Fool?"
"A great, fierce rogue is he, unlovely of look, bleak of eye, harsh of
tongue, hooked of nose, flinty of soul, stony of heart, of aspect grim and
manners rude!"
"Then, verily, thy comrade have I never seen!" quoth Melissa, flushing and
with head up-flung.
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