“Thou trustedst me four hours ago, under the lotus, try now my sincerity by any sterner test.”
Turning her eyes full on his, with a voice without a quaver, but in deep, measured tones indicative of suppressed emotion, she questioned as she held out toward him his emblem, “What’s this?”
“Concealment from thee, having trusted me as thou hast, would be futile not only, but hateful; thou knowst the meaning of the sign.”
“Who art thou then?”
“A Christian knight!”
“An enemy of my people everywhere; a spy here!” she exclaimed.
“No, never a spy! a true Christian knight never was such! Our warfare is open and equal. I’m degraded by the defense from such an odious charge!”
“Why debate thy methods; ’tis enough for me to know thou art a foe to me and mine.”
“No enemy of thine, but rather the friend of all humanity, woman.”
“Bloody friends I’ve heard!”