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But the Seneschal's story was interrupted by the cooks, who

inquired whom he would have set the table.

The Seneschal withdrew, and the old men, having finished their

mead, turned their thoughtful eyes towards the centre of the

garden, where that handsome uhlan was talking with the young

lady. At that moment the uhlan, taking her hand in his left (his

right hung in a sling, so that he was evidently wounded),

addressed the lady with these words:-