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A Prince of Cornwall - A Story of Glastonbury and the West in the Days of Ina of Wessex by Charles W. (Charles Watts) Whistler
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Now, that was a servant I had never heard of, and I thought I knew
all the household. So I could not tell him if that would be of use,
and he left me in some sort of desperation to try what he could. He
was very much in love.

Next day he came back beaming. Somehow the Welshwoman had managed
things for him, and all was well again. I had my own thought that
Elfrida was by no means unwilling to meet him halfway, but I did
not say so. I think I had fairly got over my feelings by this time,
but I must say that I felt a sort of half jealousy about it. But
the more I came to look on the South Saxon's round face, and to
think of him as Elfrida's favoured lover, the less I felt it. It
became a jest to watch the going of the affair, and I was not the
only one who found it so in a very short time.

Erpwald made no secret of his devotion. He minded me of a great
faithful stupid dog, whose trust was boundless and whose love was
worth having. One could lead him anywhere, but he was true
Sussex--he would not be driven an inch.

So Elfrida had a hopeless slave at her beck and call, and by and by
I was on the old footing, and we used to make much of my vow of
service to her.

"I would that I had made that vow," Erpwald said once.

"It is not too late now," answered the ealdorman, with his great
laugh; "but I do not think it is needed."

After me went Erpwald when he was not at the ealdorman's, and Ina
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