“Ah? That is, resurrect the peace thou didst murder?”
“Show me one wound my hand has made and I’ll abjectly beg all pardons, attempt any atonement!”
“Dost thou, knight, remember the ruins of the Christian church of Saint George, at Edrei?”
“Certainly.”
“And thy conversation there?”
“Yes, that Saint George was England’s patron saint famed for having slain the dragon which imperiled a king’s daughter.”
“More thou didst say; thou didst expatiate on the princess, saying her name was Alexandra, meaning, ‘friend of mankind’; further, thou saidst there was a queenly woman by name, Mary, daughter of the King of Kings, friend beyond all women of humanity, for whom every true knight was willing to be a Saint George.”
“True enough; but to what purport now is this reminiscence?”
“Thou saidst Saint George was loyal to the death to his faith, and died a martyr!”
“True again. What of it?”