The Enchanted Island of Yew . Baum Lyman Frank

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      Soon they were heard stumbling along at a rapid pace, crying to one another to make haste and catch the intruder. The first that came through the opening received so sharp a blow upon the head from Prince Marvel's oak staff that he fell to the ground and lay still, while the next was treated in a like manner and fell beside his comrade.

      Perhaps the thieves had not expected so sturdy an enemy, for they continued to rush through the opening in the rocks and to fall beneath the steady blows of the prince's staff until every one of them lay senseless before the victor. At first they had piled themselves upon one another very neatly; but the pile got so high at last that the prince was obliged to assist the last thieves to leap to the top of the heap before they completely lost their senses.

      I have no doubt our prince, feeling himself yet strange in the new form he had acquired, and freshly transported from the forest glades in which he had always lived, was fully as much astonished at his deed of valor as were the robbers themselves; and if he shuddered a little when looking upon the heap of senseless thieves you must forgive him this weakness. For he straightway resolved to steel his heart to such sights and to be every bit as stern and severe as a mortal knight would have been.

      Throwing down his staff he ran to the cave again, and stepping between the sword points he approached the pile of casks and held out his arms to the boy who was perched upon the top.

      "The thieves are conquered," he cried. "Jump down!"

      "I won't," said the boy.

      "Why not?" inquired the prince.

      "Can't you see I'm very miserable?" asked the boy, in return; "don't you understand that every minute I expect to fall upon those sword points?"

      "But I will catch you," cried the prince.

      "I don't want you to catch me," said the boy. "I want to be miserable. It's the first chance I've ever had, and I'm enjoying my misery very much."

      This speech so astonished Prince Marvel that for a moment he stood motionless. Then he retorted, angrily:

      "You're a fool!"

      "If I wasn't so miserable up here, I'd come down and thrash you for that," said the boy, with a sigh.

      This answer so greatly annoyed Prince Marvel that he gave the central cask of the pyramid a sudden push, and the next moment the casks were tumbling in every direction, while the boy fell headlong in their midst.

      But Marvel caught him deftly in his arms, and so saved him from the sword points.

      "There!" he said, standing the boy upon his feet; "now you are released from your misery."

      "And I should be glad to punish you for your interference," declared the boy, gloomily eying his preserver, "had you not saved my life by catching me. According to the code of honor of knighthood I can not harm one who has saved my life until I have returned the obligation. Therefore, for the present I shall pardon your insulting speeches and actions."

      "But you have also saved my life," answered Prince Marvel; "for had you not warned me of the robbers' return they would surely have caught me."

      "True," said the boy, brightening up; "therefore our score is now even. But take care not to affront me again, for hereafter I will show you no mercy!"

      Prince Marvel looked at the boy with wonder. He was about his own size, yet strong and well formed, and he would have been handsome except for the expression of discontent upon his face. Yet his manner and words were so absurd and unnatural that the prince was more amused than angered by his new acquaintance, and presently laughed in his face.

      "If all the people in this island are like you," he said, "I shall have lots of fun with them. And you are only a boy, after all."

      "I'm bigger than you!" declared the other, glaring fiercely at the prince.

      "How much bigger?" asked Marvel, his eyes twinkling.

      "Oh, ever so much!"

      "Then fetch along that coil of rope, and follow me," said Prince Marvel.

      "Fetch the rope yourself!" retorted the boy, bluntly. "I'm not your servant." Then he put his hands in his pockets and coolly walked out of the cave to look at the pile of senseless robbers.

      Prince Marvel made no reply, but taking the coil of rope on his shoulder he carried it to where the thieves lay and threw it down beside them. Then he cut lengths from the coil with his sword and bound the limbs of each robber securely. Within a half-hour he had laid out a row of thieves extending half way across the grassy plain, and on counting their number he found he had captured fifty-nine of them.

      This task being accomplished and the robbers rendered helpless, Prince Marvel turned to the boy who stood watching him.

      "Get a suit of armor from the cave, and a strong sword, and then return here," he said, in a stern voice.

      "Why should I do that?" asked the boy, rather impudently.

      "Because I am going to fight you for disobeying my orders; and if you do not protect yourself I shall probably kill you."

      "That sounds pleasant," said the boy. "But if you should prove my superior in skill I beg you will not kill me at once, but let me die a lingering death."

      "Why?" asked the prince.

      "Because I shall suffer more, and that will be delightful."

      "I am not anxious to kill you, nor to make you suffer," said Marvel, "all that I ask is that you acknowledge me your master."

      "I won't!" answered the boy. "I acknowledge no master in all the world!"

      "Then you must fight," declared the prince, gravely. "If you win, I will promise to serve you faithfully; and if I conquer you, then you must acknowledge me your master, and obey my commands."

      "Agreed!" cried the boy, with sudden energy, and he rushed into the cave and soon returned clad in armor and bearing a sword and shield. On the shield was pictured a bolt of lightning.

      "Lightning will soon strike those three girls whose champion you seem to be," he said tauntingly.

      "The three girls defy your lightning!" returned the prince with a smile. "I see you are brave enough."

      "Brave! Why should I not be?" answered the boy proudly. "I am the Lord Nerle, the son of Neggar, the chief baron of Heg!"

      The other bowed low.

      "I am pleased to know your station," he said. "I am called Prince Marvel, and this is my first adventure."

      "And likely to be your last," exclaimed the boy, sneeringly. "For I am stronger than you, and I have fought many times with full grown men."

      "Are you ready?" asked Prince Marvel, for answer.

      "Yes."

      Then the swords clashed and sparks flew from the blades. But it was not for long. Suddenly СКАЧАТЬ