Alfgar the Dane or the Second Chronicle of Aescendune by A. D. (Augustine David) Crake
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way home, for I wanted to communicate my suspicions, and to learn
whether he shared them. It was a dark and gloomy eventide: the sun, which had only made its appearance at intervals during the day, was fast sinking behind a heavy bank of clouds which filled the western horizon; and the wind, which was freshening to a gale, seemed to bear the storm onward in its track, while it tore the few surviving leaves rudely from the trees, and whirled them in mazy windings. "Elfwyn," said I, "what do you suppose was the true object of the sheriff in bidding folks keep indoors tonight?" "I cannot divine, unless he has some deed of blood on hand which he wishes to have undisturbed, all to himself and his underlings." "Siric spoke mysteriously." "Yes; if there is aught going on amiss, he has a hand in it." Here I communicated my fears respecting Alfgar, whom I had invited, with my brother's permission, to sup at the hall. "Could you not keep the poor fellow with you all night? I fear his father is in some danger, as well he may be, acting as wickedly as he did this very morn." "I will try to persuade him to stay, he is along with Bertric and Ethelgiva; they are only a few steps behind. Cuthbert, I have ordered every one of my theows and ceorls to be obedient to your warning if |
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