text: " "Instead of which " cried Don John "you find me as usual in my steel jerkin with no milder music at command than the trumpets of my camp; my sole duty the strengthening of yonder lines " continued he (pointing from a window of the citadel near which they were standing commanding the confluence of the Sambre and Meuse ) "and my utmost diversion an occasional charge against the boars in yonder forest of Marlagne!" "I cannot but suppose it more than _occasional_ " rejoined Gonzaga; "for I must pay your highness the ill compliment of avowing that you appear more worn by fatigue and weather at this moment and in this sunless clime than at the height of your glorious labours in the Mediterranean! Namur has already ploughed more wrinkles on your brow than Barbary or Lepanto