Chapter 112 No.112

"Thus judging, for a little space

I listened, ere I left the place;

But scarce could trust my eyes,

Nor yet can think they served me true,

When sudden in the ring I view,

In form distinct of shape and hue,

A mounted champion rise.

I've fought, Lord-Lion, many a day,

In single fight, and mixed affray,

And ever, I myself ma