Yeshiva University - Masmid Yearbook (New York, NY)

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When Piouse showed her the sHp he had obtained from Socolgrede, Epstilene reaUzed that she was powerless to de- tain them. Sighing once, she said, Just a moment. I ' ll see if the Regent is in. Epstilene entered an adjoining chamber and finally emerged some ten minutes later. The Regent will see you now, but first place your swords in the umbrella rack. Bakonio proved to be rather cooperative. Without too much difficulty, the three knights were able to convince him of their noble purpose. The Regent instructed the knights to dress in their most colorful and stately armour, and then with a few cautioning words which lasted but a mere two hours, directed the knights to the throne room of the Mighty Belquinor.

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Suddenly, the torches in the hall lit up and a voice rumbled, I am Bakonio, Regent to the Mighty Belquinor, Scion of Avihsey. Who are you, and why do you seek him? We are three knights errant, spake Zealos humbly. We have come to speak to the good King Belquinor to gain the Ineffable Wisdom so that we may bring it to all the inhabitants of Danciger. Suddenly, two doors at the end of the hall opened, and a roar- ing was heard. It was the Fair Epstilene! She threw forms at them, asked them for proof of financial clearance, told them that the Regent was in conference and could not be disturbed, that they could not be admitted without a pink slip.

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Three exhausted but happy knights tapped on the door of Belquinor ' s throne room. They were finally to see the Great Belquinor, Scion of Avihsey, Protector of Danciger! Swinging open the heavy bronze doors, they approached slowly and knelt. Taking out a scroll, Zealos read the request and humble greetings which the knights had drawn up before departing , on their great quest. Strangely, though, Belquinor did not respond. His long white beard and unruly hair did not even twitch. Summoning up his courage, Zealos approached the Great Monarch. He touched the still form of Belquinor, and Belquinor crumbled into dust. A whispering voice said: Who seeketh Utter Wisdom, not power-play nor pelf. Let him not seek Belquinor but within himself. The quest was over. The three knights returned to Danciger, there to live out the rest of their lives administering the needs of the three reli- gious divisions to which they had been admitted, and taking to wife the three Queens of Trois-Quatres. They lived out their lives fully and happily, and passed away to be gathered unto their seed. HERE ENDETH THE CHRONICLE