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I perceive that you are minded, on the strength of what you have seen and fancy, to taint my reputation. It is men of your sort who unmake kings. Besides which—I never liked you." I PERCEIVE THAT YOU ARE MINDED ON THE STRENGTH OF WHAT YOU HAVE SEEN AND FANCIED TO TAINT MY REPUTATION IT IS MEN OF YOUR SORT WHO UNMAKE KINGS BESIDE WHICH I NEVER LIKED YOU
o pretence of authority. “You left him?” “My horse bolted.” “I know. So did mine.” He laughed at his master mirthlessly. “I say my horse bolted,” said the man who once had a silver-studded bridle. “Cowards both,” said the little man. The other gnawed his knuckle through some meditative moments, with his eye on his inferior. “Don't call me a coward,” he said at length. “You are a coward like myself.” “A coward possibly. There is a limit beyond which every man must fear. That I have learnt at last. But not like yourself. That is where the difference comes in.” “I never could have dreamt you would have left him. He saved your life two minutes before.... Why are you our lord?” The master gnawed his knuckles again, and his countenance was dark. “No man calls me a coward,” he said. “No. A broken sword is better than none.... One spavined white horse cannot be expected to carry two men a four days' journey. I hate white horses, but this time it cannot be helped. You begin to understand me?... ITTLE UNDER HIS DEPENDENT'S EYE WELL HE SAID AT LAST WITH NO PRETENSE OF AUTHORITY YOU LEFT HIM MY HORSE BOLTED I KNOW SO DID MINE HE LAUGHED AT HIS MASTER MIRTHLESSLY I SAY MY HORSE BOLTED SAID THE MAN WHO HAD ONCE HAD A SILVER STUDDED BRIDLE COWARDS BOTH SAID THE LITTLE MAN THE OTHER NODDED HIS KNUCKLE THROUGH SOME MEDITATIVE MOMENTS WITH HIS EYE ON HIS INFERIOR DON'T CALL ME A COWARD HE SAID AT LENGTH YOU ARE A COWARD LIKE MYSELF A COWARD POSSIBLY THERE IS A LIMIT BEYOND WHICH EVERY MAN MUST FEAR THAT I HAVE LEARNT AT LAST BUT NOT LIKE YOURSELF THAT IS WHERE THE DIFFERENCE COMES IN I NEVER COULD HAVE DREAMT YOU WOULD HAVE LEFT HIM HE SAVED YOUR LIFE TWO MINUTES BEFORE WHY ARE YOU OUR LORD THE MASTER GNAWED HIS KNUCKLES AGAIN AND HIS COUNTENANCE WAS DARK NO MAN CALLS ME A COWARD HE SAID NO A BROKEN SWORD IS BETTER THAN NONE ONE SPAVINED WHITE HORSE CANNOT BE EXPECTED TO CARRY TWO MEN OF FOUR DAYS JOURNEY I HATE WHITE HORSES BUT THIS TIME IT CANNOT BE HELPED YOU BEGIN TO UNDERSTAND ME
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