Edwy the Fair or the First Chronicle of Aescendune by A. D. (Augustine David) Crake
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Edwy saw his look of embarrassment, and hastened to reply to the question it conveyed. "They are left at Aescendune, fifty under the command of Redwald, to fortify the house until we return. You must go home this time, and you need not fear, for I have been a very saint at Aescendune, and they are expecting Dunstan will speedily return and canonise me. Elfric, I have used my sanctity for your advantage, since I have represented you as sharing it at least in some degree." "I fear me, my father is too wise to be so easily deceived." "Nothing of the kind; he really seemed to believe in it; at all events, I have promised you shall return with me." "Did they really seem to wish to see me?" "They did really, especially your brother Alfred." Elfric started as if an arrow had struck him. "Alfred. Alfred!" he said. "Yes, why not Alfred?" "And you saw him alive and well?" "To be sure, why not? Did you think he was dead." |
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