Philbert the Fearful [antikvár]

SIR PHILBERT FITZHUGH was not very brave. This wouldn't have mattered if he had been a mailman or a mason or a mouse-catcher, but he was a knight. Other knights went riding out to slay dragons or rescue princesses, but Sir Philbert stayed comfortably at home taking care of his health. In the summer he looked after his fields and saw to the haying or went for rides on his horse, Roland. In the winter, while other knights wandered through snowstorms or slept in their armor in the cold mud, Philbert curled up by the fire with a good book and an apple."After all," he said, "I am the only one of me I have, and I have to take care of myself."