CHAPTER THE THIRTIETH.

Sheathed in complete armour, and supporting with his right hand the

standard of his fathers, Tancred remained with his handful of warriors

like so many statues of steel, expecting some sort of attack from the

Grecian party which had occupied the lists, or from the numbers whom

the city gates began now to pour forth--soldiers some of them, and

others citizens, many of whom were arrayed as if for conflict. These

persons, alarmed by the various accounts which were given of the

combatants, and the progress of the fight, rushed towards the standard

of Prince Tancred, with the intention of beating it to the earth, and

dispersing the guards who owed it homage and defence. But if the reader

shall have happened to have ridden at any time through a pastoral

country, with a clog of a noble race following him, he must have

remarked, in the deference ultimately paid to the high-bred animal by

the shepherd's cur as he crosses the lonely glen, of which the latter

conceives himself the lord and guardian, something very similar to the

demeanour of the incensed Greeks, when they approached near to the

little band of Franks. At the first symptom of the intrusion of a

stranger, the dog of the shepherd starts from his slumbers, and rushes

towards the noble intruder with a clamorous declaration of war; but

when the diminution of distance between them shows to the aggressor the

size and strength of his opponent, he becomes like a cruiser, who, in a

chase, has, to his surprise and alarm, found two tier of guns opposed

to him instead of one. He halts--suspends his clamorous yelping, and,

in fine, ingloriously retreats to his master, with, all the

dishonourable marks of positively declining the combat.

It was in this manner that the troops of the noisy Greeks, with much

hallooing and many a boastful shout, hastened both from the town and

from the lists, with the apparent intention of sweeping from the field

the few companions of Tancred. As they advanced, however, within the

power of remarking the calm and regular order of those men who had

landed, and arranged themselves under this noble chieftain's banner,

their minds were altogether changed as to the resolution of instant

combat; their advance became an uncertain and staggering gait, their

heads were more frequently turned back to the point from which they

came, than towards the enemy; and their desire to provoke an instant

scuffle vanished totally, when there did not appear the least symptom

that their opponents cared about the matter.

It added to the extreme confidence with which the Latins kept their

ground, that they were receiving frequent, though small reinforcements

from their comrades, who were landing by detachments all along the

beach; and that, in the course of a short hour, their amount had been

raised, on horseback and foot, to a number, allowing for a few

casualties, not much less than that which set sail from Scutari.

Another reason why the Latins remained unassailed, was certainly the

indisposition of the two principal armed parties on shore to enter into

a quarrel with them. The guards of every kind, who were faithful to the

Emperor, more especially the Varangians, had their orders to remain

firm at their posts, some in the lists, and others at various places of

rendezvous in Constantinople, where their presence was necessary to

prevent the effects of the sudden insurrection which Alexius knew to be

meditated against him. These, therefore, made no hostile demonstration

towards the band of Latins, nor was it the purpose of the Emperor they

should do so.

On the other hand, the greater part of the Immortal Guards, and those

citizens who were prepared to play a part in the conspiracy, had been

impressed by the agents of the deceased Agelastes with the opinion,

that this band of Latins, commanded by Tancred, the relative of

Bohemond, had been despatched by the latter to their assistance. These

men, therefore, stood still, and made no attempt to guide or direct the

popular efforts of such as inclined to attack these unexpected

visitors; in which purpose, therefore, no very great party were united,

while the majority were willing enough to find an apology for remaining

quiet.

In the meantime, the Emperor, from his palace of Blacquernal, observed

what passed upon the straits, and beheld his navy from Lemnos totally

foiled in their attempt, by means of the Greek fire, to check, the

intended passage of Tancred and his men. He had no sooner seen the

leading ship of the squadron, begin to beacon the darkness with its own

fire, than the Emperor formed a secret resolution to disown the

unfortunate Admiral, and make peace with the Latins, if that should be

absolutely necessary, by sending them his head. He had hardly,

therefore, seen the flames burst forth, and the rest of the vessels

retreat from their moorings, than in his own mind, the doom of the

unfortunate Phraortes, for such was the name of the Admiral, was signed

and sealed.

Achilles Tatius, at the same instant, determining to keep a close eye

upon the Emperor at this important crisis, came precipitately into the

palace, with an appearance of great alarm.

"My Lord!---my Imperial Lord! I am unhappy to be the messenger of such

unlucky news; but the Latins have in great numbers succeeded in

crossing the strait from Scutari. The Lemnos squadron endeavoured to

stop them, as was last night determined upon in the Imperial Council of

War. By a heavy discharge of the Greek fire, one or two of the

crusaders' vessels were consumed, but by far the greater number of them

pushed on their course, burnt the leading ship of the unfortunate

Phraortes, and It is strongly reported he has himself perished, with

almost all his men. The rest have cut their cables, and abandoned the

defence of the passage of the Hellespont."

"And you, Achilles Tatius," said the Emperor, "with what purpose is it

that you now bring me this melancholy news, at a period so late, when I

cannot amend the consequences!"

"Under favour, most gracious Emperor," replied the conspirator, not

without colouring and stammering, "such was not my intention--I had

hoped to submit a plan, by which I might easily have prepared the way

for correcting this little error."

"Well, your plan, sir?" said the Emperor, dryly.

"With your sacred Majesty's leave," said the Acolyte, "I would myself

have undertaken instantly to lead against this Tancred and his Italians

the battle-axes of the faithful Varangian guard, who will make no more

account of the small number of Franks who have come ashore, than the

farmer holds of the hordes of rats and mice, and such like mischievous

vermin, who have harboured in his granaries."

"And what mean you," said the Emperor, "that I am to do, while my

Anglo-Saxons fight for my sake?"

"Your Majesty," replied Achilles, not exactly satisfied with the dry

and caustic manner in which the Emperor addressed him, "may put

yourself at the head of the Immortal cohorts of Constantinople; and I

am your security, that you may either perfect the victory over the

Latins, or at least redeem the most distant chance of a defeat, by

advancing at the head of this choice body of domestic troops, should

the day appear doubtful."

"You, yourself, Achilles Tatius," returned the Emperor, "have

repeatedly assured us, that these Immortals retain a perverse

attachment to our rebel Ursel. How is it, then, you would have us

intrust our defence to these bands, when we have engaged our valiant

Varangians in the proposed conflict with the flower of the western

army?--Did you think of this risk, Sir Follower?"

Achilles Tatius, much alarmed at an intimation indicative of his

purpose being known, answered, "That in his haste he had been more

anxious to recommend the plan which should expose his own person to the

greater danger, than that perhaps which was most attended with personal

safety to his Imperial Master."

"I thank you for so doing," said the Emperor; "you have anticipated my

wishes, though it is not in my power at present to follow the advice

you have given me. I would have been well contented, undoubtedly, had

these Latins measured their way over the strait again, as suggested by

last night's council; but since they have arrived, and stand embattled

on our shores, it is better that we pay them with money and with spoil,

than with the lives of our gallant subjects. We cannot, after all,

believe that they come with any serious intention of doing us injury;

it is but the insane desire of witnessing feats of battle and single

combat, which is to them the breath of their nostrils, that can have

impelled them to this partial countermarch. I impose upon you, Achilles

Tatius, combining the Protospathaire in the same commission with you,

the duty of riding up to yonder standard, and learning of their chief,

called the Prince Tancred, if he is there in person, the purpose of his

return, and the cause of his entering into debate with Phraortes and

the Lemnos squadron. If they send us any reasonable excuse, we shall

not be averse to receive it at their hands; for we have not made so

many sacrifices for the preservation of peace, to break forth into war,

if, after all, so great an evil can be avoided. Thou wilt receive,

therefore, with a candid and complacent mind, such apologies as they

may incline to bring forward; and, be assured, that the sight of this

puppet-show of a single combat, will be enough of itself to banish

every other consideration from the reflection of these giddy crusaders."

A knock was at this moment heard at the door of the Emperor's

apartment; and upon the word being given to enter, the Protospathaire

made his appearance. He was arrayed in a splendid suit of ancient Roman

fashioned armour. The want of a visor left his countenance entirely

visible; which, pale and anxious as it was, did not well become the

martial crest and dancing plume with which it was decorated. He

received the commission already mentioned with the less alacrity,

because the Acolyte was added to him as his colleague; for, as the

reader may have observed, these two officers were of separate factions

in the army, and on indifferent terms with each other. Neither did the

Acolyte consider his being united in commission with the

Protospathaire, as a mark either of the Emperor's confidence, or of his

own safety. He was, however, in the meantime, in the Blacquernal, where

the slaves of the interior made not the least hesitation, when ordered,

to execute any officer of the court. The two generals had, therefore,

no other alternative, than that which is allowed to two greyhounds who

are reluctantly coupled together. The hope of Achilles Tatius was, that

he might get safely through his mission to Tancred, after which he

thought the successful explosion of the conspiracy might take place and

have its course, either as a matter desired and countenanced by those

Latins, or passed over as a thing in which they took no interest on

either side.

By the parting order of the Emperor, they were to mount on horseback at

the sounding of the great Varangian trumpet, put themselves at the head

of those Anglo-Saxon guards in the court-yard of their barrack, and

await the Emperor's further orders.

There was something in this arrangement which pressed hard on the

conscience of Achilles Tatius, yet he was at a loss to justify his

apprehensions to himself, unless from a conscious feeling of his own

guilt, he felt, however, that in being detained, under pretence of an

honourable mission, at the head of the Varangians, he was deprived of

the liberty of disposing of himself, by which he had hoped to

communicate with the Caesar and Hereward, whom he reckoned upon as his

active accomplices, not knowing that the first was at this moment a

prisoner in the Blacquernal, where Alexius had arrested him in the

apartments of the Empress, and that the second was the most important

support of Comnenus during the whole of that eventful day.

When the gigantic trumpet of the Varangian guards sent forth its deep

signal through the city, the Protospathaire hurried Achilles along with

him to the rendezvous of the Varangians, and on the way said to him, in

an easy and indifferent tone, "As the Emperor is in the field in

person, you, his representative, or Follower, will of course transmit

no orders to the body guard, except such as shall receive their origin

from himself, so that you will consider your authority as this day

suspended."

"I regret," said Achilles, "that there should have seemed any cause for

such precautions; I had hoped my own truth and fidelity--but--I am

obsequious to his imperial pleasure in all things."

"Such are his orders," said the other officer, "and you know under what

penalty obedience is enforced."

"If I did not," said Achilles, "the composition of this body of guards

would remind me, since it comprehends not only great part of those

Varangians, who are the immediate defenders of the Emperor's throne,

but those slaves of the interior, who are the executioners of his

pleasure." To this the Protospathaire returned no answer, while the

more closely the Acolyte looked upon the guard which attended, to the

unusual number of nearly three thousand men, the more had he reason to

believe that he might esteem himself fortunate, if, by the intervention

of either the Caesar, Agelastes, or Hereward, he could pass to the

conspirators a signal to suspend the intended explosion, which seemed

to be provided against by the Emperor with unusual caution. He would

have given the full dream of empire, with which he had been for a short

time lulled to sleep, to have seen but a glimpse of the azure plume of

Nicephorus, the white mantle of the philosopher, or even a glimmer of

Hereward's battle-axe. No such objects could be seen anywhere, and not

a little was the faithless Follower displeased to see that whichever

way he turned his eyes, those of the Protospathaire, but especially of

the trusty domestic officers of the empire, seemed to follow and watch

their occupation.

Amidst the numerous soldiers whom he saw on all sides, his eye did not

recognise a single man with whom he could exchange a friendly or

confidential glance, and he stood in all that agony of terror, which is

rendered the more discomfiting, because the traitor is conscious that,

beset by various foes, his own fears are the most likely of all to

betray him. Internally, as the danger seemed to increase, and as his

alarmed imagination attempted to discern new reasons for it, he could

only conclude that either one of the three principal conspirators, or

at least some of the inferiors, had turned informers; and his doubt

was, whether he should not screen his own share of what had been

premeditated, by flinging himself at the feet of the Emperor, and

making a full confession. But still the fear of being premature in

having recourse to such base means of saving himself, joined to the

absence of the Emperor, united to keep within his lips a secret, which

concerned not only all his future fortunes, but life itself. He was in

the meantime, therefore, plunged as it were in a sea of trouble and

uncertainty, while the specks of land, which seemed to promise him

refuge, were distant, dimly seen, and extremely difficult of attainment.

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