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When butterflies were dancing on the air, and the sun neared the zenith, pavilions were pitched, and all the warriors rested; and then they feasted again, and then played knightly games, and late in the afternoon marched on once more, singing of Carcassonne. WHEN BUTTERFLIES WERE DANCING ON THE AIR AND THE SUN NEAR THE ZENITH PAVILIONS WERE PITCHED AND ALL THE WARRIORS RESTED AND THEN THEY FEASTED AGAIN AND THEN PLAYED NIGHTLY GAMES AND LATE IN THE AFTERNOON MARCHED ON ONCE MORE SINGING OF CARCASSINY
ordered is like the dry course of an averted river. But if such men as we, such resolute conquerors, cannot prevent one doom that Fate has planned, then is the race of man enslaved for ever to do its petty and allotted task." Then they all drew their swords, and waved them high in the firelight, and declared war on Fate. Nothing in the somber forest stirred or made any sound. Tired men do not dream of war. When morning came over the gleaming fields a company that had set out from Arn discovered the discovered the camping-place of the warriors, and brought pavilions and provender. And the warriors feasted, and the birds in the forest sang, and the inspiration of Arleon awoke. Then they rose, and following Arleon, entered the forest, and marched away to the South. And many a woman of Arn sent her thoughts with them as they played alone some old monotonous tune, but their own thoughts were far before them, skimming over the bath through whose deeps the river tumbles in marble Carcassonne. S OURS AND THE FUTURE THAT FATE HAS ORDERED IS LIKE THE DRY COURSE OF AN AVERTED RIVER BUT IF SUCH MEN AS WE SUCH RESOLUTE CONQUERORS CANNOT PREVENT ONE DOOM THAT FATE HAS PLANNED THEN IS THE RACE OF MAN ENSLAVED FOREVER TO DO ITS PETTY AND ALLOTTED TASK THEN THEY ALL DREW THEIR SWORDS AND WAVED THEM HIGH IN THE FIRELIGHT AND DECLARED WAR ON FATE NOTHING IN THE SOMBRE FOREST STIRRED OR MADE ANY SOUND TIRED MEN DO NOT DREAM OF WAR WHEN MORNING CAME OVER THE GLEAMING FIELDS A COMPANY THAT HAD SET OUT FROM ARRON DISCOVERED THE CAMPING PLACE OF THE WARRIORS AND BROUGHT PAVILIONS AND PROVENDER AND THE WARRIORS FEASTED AND THE BIRDS IN THE FOREST SANG AND THE INSPIRATION OF ARLEON AWOKE THEN THEY ROSE AND FOLLOWING ARLEON ENTERED THE FOREST AND MARCHED AWAY TO THE SOUTH AND MANY A WOMAN OF ARNES SENT HER THOUGHTS WITH THEM AS THEY PLAYED ALONE SOME OLD MONOTONOUS TUNE BUT THEIR OWN THOUGHTS WERE FAR BEFORE THEM SKIMMING OVER THE BATH THROUGH WHOSE DEEPS THE RIVER TUMBLES IN MARBLE CARCASSINY
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