The knight and his followers crossed the threshold, leaving one of the torch-bearers behind them. The smell of gunpowder was strong in the room. He would pull this young fellow back; but later he knew that he would have to fight the boy's lack of will to live. “Let’s go. If only he had known it, sympathy was almost entirely with him. “I suppose you’re like the rest of them. “Why not?” He repeated, demanding. At the end of two long lines of foot-guards stood the cart with a powerful black horse harnessed to it.
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