Warwick Deeping

Name: Uther and Igraine — Book II: Chapter III
Author: Warwick Deeping

Uther and Igraine — Book II: Chapter III (1903)

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“Uther and Igraine — Book II: Chapter III”, published in 1903, is a work by Warwick Deeping. It explores elements such as Igraine, Gorlois and Radamanth.

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Warwick Deeping, Uther and Igraine — Book II: Chapter III (1903)

“ Her talk with Gorlois had set a brighter halo about Pelleas's head.
Gorlois of Cornwall was nothing if not subtle. A selfish man of diplomatic mind may reach the very zenith of unselfishness to work his ends. Gorlois had so studied the expediencies and discretions of his purpose that even his love, headstrong though it may have been, was for the time being harnessed to the chariot of circumspection, whence intellect drove with steady hand. He had discovered for himself that Igraine was of sterner, prouder stuff than the general mob of women, and that he could not count much upon her vanity. ”

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Warwick Deeping, Uther and Igraine — Book II: Chapter III (1903)

“ Gorlois fingered his sharp-peaked black beard, and looked blankly irresponsive
"I have never known such a knight," he said.
"Strange."
"Never so. We men of the woods and moors often ride under false colours, sometimes to try our friends on the sly, sometimes to escape cognisance. The man who befriended you may have been Pelleas in your company."
Igraine cut in with a laugh.
"And Ambrosius at home," she said; "even Princes love masquerading in strange arms. Meadow-flower that I am, I have never seen the stately folk of the court--Ambrosius or Uther. I have heard Uther is an ugly man." ”

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Warwick Deeping, Uther and Igraine — Book II: Chapter III (1903)

“ The old man was big and benignant with the news he had, and when he began to speak he rolled his words with the sonorous satisfaction of a poet reading his verses to patrons in some Roman peristyle.
"Lady Igraine," he said, "honour is pleasant to an old man, and reverence welcome as savoury pottage. Yet, honour to those he loves is even sweeter to him than honour to himself. In honouring a kinswoman of mine, a certain noble gentleman has poured oil of delicious flattery on my grey head, and treated me to such an exhibition of grace, frankness, and courtesy, that my heart still warms to him. ”

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Warwick Deeping, Uther and Igraine — Book II: Chapter III (1903)

“ Radamanth, who had had the affair from Gorlois's own lips, came and told Igraine, and began to ask her who this woman foe of hers was. Igraine put him off with a fable. She had no thought of letting him have knowledge of her love for Pelleas, and she was glad in measure that Morgan had escaped capture, and so left her secret in oblivion. The woman might have proved troublesome if brought to bay, for she had as much right to claim the truth as had Igraine. Better let a snake go than take it by the tail. ”

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Warwick Deeping, Uther and Igraine — Book II: Chapter III (1903)

“ That morning he told Radamanth that his niece's wounds were serious, but that he trusted that they would heal innocently, treated as they had been by credited skill. Gildas always pulled a long face over a patient's possibilities; such discretion kept him from pitfalls, and enabled him to claim all the credit when matters turned out happily.
The streaks of scarlet in the white waste of skin soon died cleanly into mere bands of pink, and Igraine had little trouble from her wounds, thanks to the great Gildas. ”

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Warwick Deeping, Uther and Igraine — Book II: Chapter III (1903)

“ He longed to finger it, to let it run through his fingers like amber wine. Leaning one elbow on the stone back of the seat, and his head on his palm, he watched the silver comb rippling at its work, with a kind of dreamy complacency. ”

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Warwick Deeping, Uther and Igraine — Book II: Chapter III (1903)

“ Now Radamanth had never heard a word of Pelleas, for Igraine had cautioned Lilith never to speak to her father on the matter. Like many old people who have spent their lives in getting and possessing, he had lost that subtle something that men call "soul." ”

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Warwick Deeping, Uther and Igraine — Book II: Chapter III (1903)

“ The man's malady showed plainly enough on his face, but his eyes did not please Igraine. There was too much selfishness, not enough abasement. She knew Pelleas would have looked at her as though she was a saint in a church, and he but a lad from the brown ploughland. Igraine thought that she loved mute devotion far better than the bold impatient hunger on Gorlois's face.
The man leant back and tilted his beard at her, while his eyes were half shut for the sun.
"I have heard it told that women are ambitious. Is it truth? " ”

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