Penrod
elot mantled to the heels. "Do you know that you have kept an audience of five hundred peo
followed her toward the buzzing stage
n Guinevere were disclosed upon thrones, with the Child Elaine and many other celebrities in attendance; while about fifteen Child Knights were seated at a dining-room table round, which was covere
nts and palms have seldom been more lavis
ht" from the rear of the hall; and the c
tion came from the decorous and delighte
of the T
ights and
oy-siz al
hope and
ded his sceptre with the decisive
l knight an
e deeds
ld-world of
w small his
vance and t
s each to kni
nced without loathing. Georgie Bassett, a really angelic boy, had been selected for the role of Mordred. His perfect conduct had earned for him the sardonic sobriquet, "The Little Gentlem
ordred the Chi
elfishest ev
ness. Thought
is Mordred, a
emed to have assumed the title already. He made a plotter's exit. Whereupon Maurice Levy rose,
purest o
indest thoug
riches t
in the Ma
, and he bade Maurice "stand forth" and come near the thron
s chair, the table between him and the audien
Lancelot du L
rted, meek
I'm but a
rtud, meek
e though but
a Rewbush was heard from the wings, prompting i
though but-th
knight Si
den to join Sir Galahad at the throne. As he cross
fixed it to cover his whole costume. Aft
forward suddenly, narrowing her eyes to see better. "What is that thing hanging about his
d Mrs. Schofi
mble. Don't you see? It looks-it
tered in the human garment of a man. His stage-fright had passed, for the audience was but an indistinguishable blur of darkness beyond the dazzling lights. His most repulsive speech (that in which he proclaimed himsel
huldrun of th
indness al
d deeds striving
ul efforts e
hearts we
, faith, hope,
ened, and, uttering an irrepressible shriek of anguish, gave a brief exhibi
hirsty. Penrod released his victim; and the Child King Arthur, somewhat disconce
friends of th
love and ki
t, you have
, too, as c
doff your
knighted th
d doffed
both of dismay and incredulous joy, and by two dismal shrieks. Altogether it was an extraordinary sound, a sound never to be forgotten by any one who heard it. It was almost as unforgettable as the sight which
lost within their blue gulfs and vast saggings; and the left leg, too hastily rolled up, had descended with a di
at History in the Making. A supreme act is recognizable at sight: it bears the birthmark of immortality. But Pen
Child Sir La
eer to knig
here before
ow
reath, but had lost self-control, and there ensued something
maternal intentions; and these were profoundly impressed: they regarded him with the grisly admiration of young and ambitious criminals for a jail-mate about to be distinguished by hanging. But
n and brave girls in the audience went out into the lobby, shrieking and clinging to one another. Others remained, rocking in their seats, helpless and spent. The neighbourhood of Mrs. Schofield and Margaret became, tactfully, a desert. Friends of the
ed her