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'T were greatest pity that I should despite his love thus." "But do not, I beseech thee," Harold implored. "Go not to the feast of Ste. Aelfreda in the sacred grove! And thou would thus love me, go not see, thou my life, on my two knees I ask it!" "How pale thou art," said Yseult, "and trembling." "Go not to the sacred grove upon the morrow night," he begged.
"That can I not do," answered Harold. "I am privily summoned hence to Normandy upon a mission of which I shall some time tell thee. And I pray thee, on thy love for me, go not to the feast in the sacred grove without me." "What say'st thou?" cried Yseult. "Shall I not go to the feast of Ste. Aelfreda? My father would be sore displeased were I not there with the other maidens.
Scarce was this dream told when Alfred strode that way. "Now, by'r Lady," quoth he, "I bethink me never to have seen a sorrier twain." Then Yseult told him of Harold's going away and how that Harold had besought her not to venture to the feast of Ste. Aelfreda in the sacred grove. "These fears are childish," cried Alfred boastfully.
"By the cruel light in thine eyes one might almost take thee to be the werewolf!" "Come hither, sit beside me," said Harold tremblingly, "and I will tell thee why I fear to have thee go to the feast of Ste. Aelfreda to-morrow evening. Hear what I dreamed last night. I dreamed I was the werewolf do not shudder, dear love, for 't was only a dream.
In the grove there was great merriment, and with singing and dancing and games withal did the honest folk celebrate the feast of the fair Ste. Aelfreda. But suddenly a mighty tumult arose, and there were cries of "The werewolf!" "The werewolf!" Terror seized upon all stout hearts were frozen with fear.
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