`` For three hours , '' said De Aquila . `` Time to tell all thy good deeds . Begin , and Gilbert , -- I have heard thou art somewhat careless -- do not twist his words from his true meaning . '' ` So -- fear of death in the dark being upon him -- Fulke began , and Gilbert , not knowing what his fate might be , wrote it word by word . I have heard many tales , but never heard I aught to match the tale of Fulke his black life , as Fulke told it hollowly , hanging in the shaft . ' ` Was it bad ? ' said Dan , awestruck . ` Beyond belief , ' Sir Richard answered . ` None the less , there was that in it which forced even Gilbert to laugh . We three laughed till we ached . At one place his teeth so chattered that we could not well hear , and we reached him down a cup of wine . Then he warmed to it , and smoothly set out all his shifts , malices , and treacheries , his extreme boldnesses -LRB- he was desperate bold -RRB- ; his retreats , shufflings , and counterfeitings -LRB- he was also inconceivably a coward -RRB- ; his lack of gear and honour ; his despair at their loss ; his remedies , and well-coloured contrivances . Yes , he waved the filthy rags of his life before us , as though they had been some proud banner . When he ceased , we saw by torches that the tide stood at the corners of his mouth , and he breathed strongly through his nose . ` We had him out , and rubbed him ; we wrapped him in a cloak , and gave him wine , and we leaned and looked upon him , the while he drank . He was shivering , but shameless . ` Of a sudden we heard Jehan at the stairway wake , but a boy pushed past him , and stood before us , the hall rushes in his hair , all slubbered with sleep . `` My father ! My father ! I dreamed of treachery , '' he cried , and babbled thickly . '
`` There is no XXXXX here , '' said Fulke .
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