A Young Knight's Disappointment

Flamauceur made my couch, while i was not by long and narrow. And when he went forthwith pulled that couch to bits, respreading it so it was broad enough for two good comrades side by side. Then poor tired youth, with that iron mask upon his head, in his quilted underwear, threw himself upon the couch and slept almost before he could straighten out those shapely limbs of his. So passed the checkered fancies of the night, and the earliest dawn found us up in arms and ready for sterner things. Oh, it was passing strange, and i did not rouse me until our iron keel went gently riding up the