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FRIEDERICH WERNER
The Templars in Cyprus
page 29
2C
THE TEMPLARS IX CITRUS.
[ACT I.
COMMANDER.
Why stand you there nnd gnpo like prattling women ? "What ? llavo you nought to do ?
GOTTFRIED.
Wo met by chance, Just here, and one word led up to another.
COMMANDER.
Ay ! there's no lack of words, that I know well. But as for deeds ! God mend it !—
GOTTFRIED.
Any way
Thero's Robert who does nothing. Even now He strolls tho forest careless with his hound. There came;—
CnARLOT (quickly and aside to him).
Hush, pray ! Who'd be a tale-bearer ?
COMMANDER.
Whst hast to do with Robert ? Hast thou won Liko him three Horse-tails ? 1 Hast thou put to flight Five hundred Turks -with fifty men, like him ? Yet ho is too, a giddy-pate, God mend it ! On whom one must not leave the bridle loose.
GOTTFRIED.
"What's more,—to-day's his turn at Chapter wratch. _ COMMANDER.
And goes to hunt, the scape-grace ! Well, God mend it. Ho knows the service ; he will soon como back.
C HARLOT.
Host Valorous !
COMMANDER. Well !—What sort of loom-product
Turkish standards or ensigns.—Trans.
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