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Crake, A. D. (Augustine David), 1836-1890

"Edwy the Fair or the First Chronicle of Aescendune"


At length three or four men, in the military costume so familiar to
Elfric, approached the litter; and raising him, bore him into the
interior of the building, up the stairs, into the gallery, which partly
ran round at the height of the first floor. The door of a room was
opened, a familiar room; it had been his father's bedroom, and Elfric
was placed on the bed.
"Ask them to come to me," he said "father, mother, Alfred, Edgitha!
--where are they?"
But minute after minute passed by, and no one came near; there was no
light in the room, and it was soon very dark. Elfric became very
uncomfortable; it was not the kind of reception he had promised himself.
"Why does not my father come," he muttered impatiently, "to see his
wounded boy?" and he felt at one moment his pride revive, then a
sickening feeling of anxiety filled his heart.
But it was not until an hour had passed that he heard a heavy step on
the stairs, and soon the door opened, and Redwald appeared.
Elfric. gazed upon him with surprise; especially when he noted the stern
cold look which sat on his features. As Redwald did not speak, Elfric
took the initiative.
"Why is not my father here? I want to see him, Redwald; do send him to
me; say I must see him, I must--I cannot endure this longer; it is
more than I can bear."
"Calm yourself and listen to me, for I have a strange story to unfold to
you."
"Not now; some other time; do send them to me.


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