"
"Holy Virgin!" exclaimed Iskander. "Who can this villain be?"
"The villain, Lord Iskander, is your friend; and your pupil, dear
father."
"Nicaeus of Athens!" exclaimed Hunniades.
Iskander was silent and melancholy.
Thereupon the Lady Iduna recounted to her father and Iskander, sitting
between them on the margin of the fount, all that had occurred to her,
since herself and Nicaeus parted with Iskander; nor did she omit to
relate to Hunniades all the devotion of Iskander, respecting which,
like a truly brave man, he had himself been silent. The great
Hunniades scarcely knew which rather to do, to lavish his affection on
his beloved child, or his gratitude upon Iskander. Thus they went on
conversing for some time, Iskander placing his own cloak around Iduna,
and almost unconsciously winding his arm around her unresisting form.
Just as they were preparing to return to the Christian camp, a great
noise was heard in the grove, and presently, in the direction whence
Iduna had arrived, there came a band of men bearing torches and
examining the grove in all directions in great agitation.
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