The Night of the Ambush and the Massacre

'I broke this Duckworth like a rush,' said Sir Daniel. 'I beggared him to his door and burned the thatch above his head.' The night heard in silence, but as he listened his countenance became convulsed with rage and grief. "'On my right hand I swear to avenge it... may this hand wither from my body!' And so saying the night filled himself a horn of canary and pledged his ward in dumb show."'And we both go to Tunstle, I shall see you yet again, I trow, and that right often?' He continued: 'My spirit, Bodeth ill, you are now to see a new Sir

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