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SYNOPSIS
Richard the Lion Heart, King
of England, joins the Holy Crusade
to cancel a pledge of marriage to
Alice, sister of the scheming King
Philip of France. The Crusaders
run out of supplies at Marseilles
and Richard is forced to marry
Berengaria, daughter oy the King
of Nawarre, in exchange for food
Jor his army. Never having Seen
Berengaria, Richard sends his trou-
Yadour, Blondel, to take his place
at the wedding ceremony. Later,
when Richard meets his wife for
the first time, he is fascinated by
her charm and’ beauty.
CHAPTER V
OW Richard, by Grace of God
King of England, Duke of Nor-
mandy and Aquitaine, count of An-
jou, etc., etc., was an excellent rider;
and in the lists he seemed riveted
to his saddle; but this information
almost tumbled him into the dirt of
the little Marseilles street.
“My wife!”
“Berengaria of Navarre. You mar-
ried her last night.” ’
“Why didn’t you tell me she looks
like that!” :
“You didn’t ask me.” :
Richard looked at him a moment,
speechless. Then Richard jerked
at his bridle, wheeled, rode back to-
ward the balcony. Blondel was after
him, pleading.
“Sire, you can’t do this! The fleet
is waiting! The King of France is
ready to sail with the tide!”
“He’ll sail,” gritted Richard, “and
so will I. And so will my Queen.”
He stopped under the balcony.
He smiled. y
“Angel, I have learned. I confess
my sin. I ask forgiveness. I am in
the dust at your feet.”
Berengaria said bitterly: “So is
my veil.”
He remembered it, looked down.
Yes, the bridal veil still was tied to
Fauvel’s left forelock, a bandage. It
had come loose. It was trailing.
Richard’s face, never pale, now
was almost black with embarrass
ment.
° “Why—er—why,
wounded.”
“And so am IL.”
She started away. He called:
“Wait!”
She said from the doorway: “This
is not England. You do not command
here.”
“Lady, I am Richard. I command
wherever I go.” He was out of the
saddle now, and climbing the bal-
cony rail. He was laughing.
An hour later the master of the
women’s ship begged audience with
Alice, sister of the King of France.
“Your pardon, my lady, but there
is another lady come aboard, and—
and she must—she is to have this
cabin.”
Princess Alice sat up.
“Surely you have made a mis-
take,” she said coldly. “This is the
royal cabin.”
“Aye, but—but, my Lady, this
lady—"
Then Berengaria came in. There
were only two servants with her.
She looked tired.
Alice’s dark eyes became very
small,
“I am Alice of France, betrothed
to King Richard. Who are you?”
Berengaria looked back the way
ghe had come, toward the shore
which was fading already.
“] am his wife,” she said quietly.
It was before Acre, where the
Moslem sultan Yusuf al-Saladin was
trapped, and Berengaria had recov-
ered from the sea trip. It was good
to le in a real bed again. She
stretched full-length, smiling a little,
3
my horse is
while Tina, her duenna, snuffes out
all the candles but one.
She murmured: “Good night,
Tina.”
Then there was a man’s voice:
“Good night, Tina.” =
She looked up sharply. Richard of
England stood holding back the tent
entrance, smiling upon the duenna.
“Good night, Tina,” he said again.
And when the flustered fat woman
had scampered out, he let fall the
tent flap and strode to where Beren-
garia lay. He started to relight the
candles, using the little bed lamp.
Berengaria slid far down under the
covers, until only the top of her head
showed.
“You did not find your way to my
tent,” Richard said pleasantly.
“I like my own tent better.”
“How should you know ?”
“The posts of my bed are Matthew,
He cried: “Remember—I’'m your
husband!” a
“You're not!” She swung the blade
high. “This is my husband! This is
what I married!”
She brought it down viciously. He
dodged, amazed. f
“You little devil! Drop that!”
She cried: “My husband will de-
fend me!” and raised the sword for
another blow.
CHAPTER VI
HEY had not heard the trumpets,
the thudding of feet, the clank
of steel. But when Leicester came
tumbling into the tent they stop-
ped, gasping.
“Sire—pardon—"
Richard roared: “Well?”
“Sire, we are attacked! A sally
from the gate!”
He cried: “Remember I’m your husband!” She swung the blade high.
“You're not!” she exclaimed. “THIS is my husband. THIS is what |
married!”
Mark, Luke and John, and théy have
been consecrated to my safety.”
“I, too, as your husband,” he re-
minded her, “am consecrated to
your safety.”
“Then stand on guard outside.”
He wasn’t angered. He tapped
each of the bedposts in turn, smiling
at them, addressing them.
“Matthew, Mark, Luke and John,
you understand that this lady is my
wife?”
“Who wishes to be alone,” said
Berengaria.
He unstrapped his great sword.
He laid it aside, sat on the edge of
the bed, and began to take off his
left spur.
She was suddenly alarmed.
“What are you doing?”
“Well, you wouldn’t come to my
tent.” y
“If I scream, every woman in this
camp will come!”
“Do you think they’d be inter-
ested?” He was working on the right
spur now. “I’m no pale gallant, to
sit at a woman’s feet and plead,”
he pointed out.
“No, you'd take by storm! What’s
a woman to you? A citadel. A herd
-of cattle. It’s not so easy, Richard of
England! Leave my tent.”
“As you will,” he rose languidly.
Then he bent, scooping her up, cov-
erlet and all. “But you go with me.”
“Put me down! Put me down!”
She slipped out of the coverlet,
and left him holding it. She sprang
to the bed, caught up his great
sword.
King Richard threw away the
coverlet. He turned from the woman
who was his wife.
Now the whole place was in a
turmoil. The King, clamping on his
spurs, cried over his shoulder:
“If you’d been in my tent, where
you belong, they wouldn’t have had
to look all over the camp for me!
Where the devil’s my sword?”
She said timidly: Here—Here is
thy sword, Richard.”
He strapped it om, shoving his
squire aside. To Leicester he
shouted:
“Robert! Stay here, and guard my
wife. Keep her in bed—if you can.
I can’t!”
And then he was gone, and there |.
was nothing but swaying canvas
and the echoes of his voice—and
Leicester, who stood looking grimly
at his Queen.
She whispered: “He—He may be
killed.”
“Yes, my lady. He may be killed.”
She went slowly to her prie-Dieu,
and fell to her knees. And there,
with Leicester looking hard at her,
and with the bang and shriek of bat-
tle outside, the zizzing of quarrels,
the whirr of stones, the clash of
steel against steel, the unremitting
thump of recoil pads on the ma-
chines—there she prayed through
the night.
Conrad of Montferrat was very
sober, very grave, &8 he went next
afternoon to see Berengaria. She
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was at her embroidery frame, work-
ing a crimson cross on white silk.
“Dear child,” Conrad said quietly,
“a dreadful thing has happened.”
She dropped her thread.
“To Richard?”
“Yes, dear Lady. Oh, he is not
dead! Nor is he wounded. But a
messenger has come from Eng-
land—”
He broke off,
ground.
She said: “Tell me.”
“Lady,” he said solemnly, “Rich-
ard’s throne has been seized by his
brother, Prince John. Now John will
never dare to hold it if King Philip
sends word that France will help
Richard to regain that throne.”
“But the throne is Richard’s! He
is the king!” 2
“Aye, but he is not in England
to claim it, and John is.”
“But Philip will assist him!”
“Philip,” said Conrad of Mont-
ferrat, “is angry with Richard. You
can guess why?” He got close to
her, knelt before her. “Ah, believe
me, I would not tell you this, dear
lady, did I not know that you: hold
Richard most dear—Richard and
the Holy Crusade.”
“I—I do not understand.”
“Richard is now before the coun-
cil of the kings. He speaks with
Philip, with Hugo of Burgundy, and
Frederick the German, and Leopold
of Austria, Nicholas of Hungary,
Michael of Russia, William of Sicily,
and with Sverre, the Norse king.
But only one of these men can help
him, and that is the most powerful
one—Philip. And Philip is angry.
He says that Richard has insulted
France, has insulted his own family,
Philip will not help him to regain
the throne. Philip swears he will not
even fight by his side, but will re-
turn with all his men to France. It
would disrupt the Crusade, dear
lady. Philip’s is by far the greatest
force. Without it, we would be at
the mercy of the infidel.”
“Philip is angry because—be-
cause Richard wed me?”
Conrad nodded.
“And Philip will not nght—"
“Ah! How terrible that the lovely
thing you are can destroy that fine
king your husband!*
“Destroy Richard!”
“And the Crusade.”
“It cannot be! Richard can give
me up—and annul the marriage—
send me away—"
“You know he will never do that.”
He was watching her closely now.
It was well, for him, that she was
so much in love.
“Tell me—tell me what I must
do!”
“You are indeed a saint! But you
must step from the path of the Cru-
sade.”
“You mean—Xkill myself?”
He only bowed. He had wished
to have her say it. But he was sure
of her now. He was sure, too, that
Richard would be too busy in coun-
cil to disabuse her. He sobbed a
little. He bent over her hand, and
turned, sobbing, to stagger away.
She was whispering: “I see
save Richard.”
For a long time she sat there,
thinking, looking at nothing. Some-
times her lips moved a little, for
she prayed; but for the most she
was motionless, It was dark when
she rose. She walked swiftly, un-
noticed, to the outer line of mant-
lets.
staring at the
to
“Jack” Johnstone, who pens the
adventures of Buck Rogers, is one of
radio’s most eminent child psycho-
logists. He holds
important de-
grees. Jack fash-
fons the episodes
of this popular
adventure series
which is heard
from coast to
coast each Mon-
day, Wednesday
and Friday, with
the definite pur-
pose of giving lis-
teners an insight
into future scien-
tific developments.
Seemingly fantastic, all of Buck's
adventures are within the realm of
possibility and, undoubtedly, will
actually come to pass before the 25th
century.
*** Bach Tuesday evening, listen-
ers are reaping a reward from Sig-
mund Romberg’s New Year's reso-
lution. The famed composer, who
leads his orchestra in the melodious
half hours, resolved to write a new
song for each broadcast.
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one
*** One day before she began her
new NBC commercial series with
‘Paul Whiteman, 17-year-old Durelle
Alexander purchased her third an-
nuity policy, which will enable her
to retire with a comfortable income
at the age of 35.
*** One of the best-loved singers
in radio—Irene Beasley, the long tall
gal from Dixie— .
has been signed
for several guest
appearances with
Clyde Lucas on
“Musical Rendez-
vous” heard Wed-
nesdays on the
N B C blue net-
work. Phil Duey,
and the Men
About Town, as
well as Ward Wil-
son, the mimic,
are heard each
week on this pro-
gram.
Irene Beasley
*** Jimmy Dorsey, who batons the
band you hear on Bing Crosby's
Thursday evening Music Hall pro-
.grams, is a bashful young man.
Bing, as mischievous as ever, de-
lights in having Hollywood's lovliest
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ladies rush up and throw their arms
around the shy batoneer on the
streets. Jim, of course, is greatly
embarrassed. He plans revenge.
*** After March 1, it will no longer
be “Igor Gorin, Viennese baritone,”
but “Igor Gorin, American singer,”
for on that day Gorin becomes a
full-fledged American citizen,
**» Cariton Morse has written
more than 1,250,000 words to date
in his chronicling
of the “One Man’s
Family” activities.
Father Barbour,
played by Anthony
Smythe, and
Mother © Barbour,
played by Minetta
Ellen, have spoken
more of these
words than any
other characters.
This program has
proved the most
popular continued
story on the air
for years and continues to build the
size of its audience. :
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*** Major Bowes receives all sorts
of presents from his Original Ama-
teur Hour fans. The City of Miami
offered to supply a sand dune set.
replete with bathing girls and palm
trees to provide “studio atmosphere”
during the broadcast when that city
was honored by the telephone voting
privilege.
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*** There will soon be a unique
series of “birthday parties” on “The
O’Neills,” the NBC script series.
“Bertha Bailey,” the cat, is now the °
proud mother of six bouncing Kkit-
tens, and “The O’Neills” will cele-
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*** Phil Baker, “The Great Amer-
ican Tourist,” is doing a lot of
mythical travel- ‘
ing by auto on the
radio, but actually
he is probably the
flyingest of all
radio stars. The
two children and
wife of the fa-
mous comedian
are in Florida,
and Phil com-
mutes by plane
between the New
York studios and ‘7;
Florida each
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