text:  From the moment Prince Alexander beheld the ring of Ulrica glittering on his wasted hand he entertained no hope of his recovery; and every time he issued from the tent of Don John and noted the groups of veterans praying on their knees for the restoration of the son of their emperor and heard the younger soldiers calling aloud in loyal affection upon the name of the hero of Lepanto tears came into his eyes as he passed on to the discharge of his duties