Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb-Jul 1911)

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64 THE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZINE. flight and his pursuit, of their wanderings, and of her sojourn in Carthagena, and there what she did. When Aucassin heard Nicolette sing thus, he was very glad, and took her to one side and asked her : "Fair sweet comrade, know you ought of this Nicolette, of whom you have sung here?" "Sire, yes ! I know her to be gentle and of the house of Carthage, yet were Aucassin a churl, would she wed him." "Ah, fair sweet comrade !" said Aucassin, "if you would go back to that land and would tell her to come and speak to me, I would give you of my wealth as much as you should care to take." "Sire," said she, smiling a little, "if you would do this, I would go to seek her for your sake, and for hers, whom I love so much." "Tell her," said Aucassin, "that for the love of her will I take no wife, be she of ever so high degree, but I wait for her; nor will I ever have any wife save her." Now when he said this, she took his hand and looked him straight in the eyes, and he could not turn from her. A tear dropt down her cheek and made in the pigment a white furrow. "Ah, gracious God," said he, "you have brought her to me !" He turned and led her to a high seat above the others, and thus endeth the tale, as it was told in the days of chivalry. •m » ,,p-p 9lfJ*i 0OX /£** cU~M SCENE FROM "ENTOMBED ALIVE.