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But she said, 'I have affronted King Richard through his house. 'Is this all you have to say, Alois? 'No, sire, she told him, with a fierce and biting look at Mortain; 'but it is all I need say now. It was. A cry broke strangling from the Count. 'Ha, Jesus! Sire! Save my brother! The wretch could bear no more. The woman's eyes were like swords. King Philip marvelled.
She said, 'Thy brother John of Mortain was that man. A villain is he. A moaning sigh escaped the King, long-drawn, shuddering, very piteous. 'Eh, Alois, Alois! Which of us four was not a villain? Said Alois, 'What is past is past, and I have told thee. What is to come I cannot tell thee, for the past swallows me up.
When they announced Madame Alois the King started, and the Count went sick white. 'We will receive her Grace, said Philip, and advanced towards the door for the purpose. In she came in her old eager, stumbling, secret way, knelt in a hurry to kiss her brother's hand, then rose and looked intently at John of Mortain. The King said, 'You visit us late, sister; but your occasions may drive you.
Alois Brandl does not think that Beowulf and Bjarki were the same person. He calls attention to the difficulty involved in the fact, which, he says, Olrik has emphasized, that "Bjarki" is etymologically unrelated to "Biár"; and of troll fights, he says, there are many in Scandinavian literature.
Little Alois was often with Nello and Patrasche. They played in the fields, they ran in the snow, they gathered the daisies and bilberries, they went up to the old gray church together, and they often sat together by the broad wood fire in the mill-house. Little Alois, indeed, was the richest child in the hamlet.
"Dost do much of such folly?" he asked, but there was a tremble in his voice. Nello coloured and hung his head. "I draw everything I see," he murmured. The miller was silent; then he stretched his hand out with a franc in it. "It is folly, as I say, and evil waste of time; nevertheless, it is like Alois, and will please the house-mother. Take this silver bit for it and leave it for me."
The miller pressed her in his arms: his hard, sunburned face was very pale and his mouth trembled. "Surely, surely," he answered his child. "He shall bide here on Christmas Day, and any other day he will. God helping me, I will make amends to the boy I will make amends." Little Alois kissed him in gratitude and joy, then slid from his knees and ran to where the dog kept watch by the door.
What I have to say must be said in secret, as it was done secretly. Richard sighed. 'Let her stay; and let Milo stay, he said. The rest went out on tip-toe. Alois came and knelt at the head of the bed. 'Listen now, Richard, said she; 'for thy last hour is near, and mine also. Twice over I have sought to tell thee, but was denied.
But there were many ways in which little Alois was kept away from her chosen companion; and Nello, being a boy proud and quiet and sensitive, was quickly wounded, and ceased to turn his own steps and those of Patrasche, as he had been used to do with every moment of leisure, to the old red mill upon the slope.
"And," continued Schuster Alois, "that is only one tale amongst the hundreds which could be related concerning these crucifixes. Ah, there is many an old, bleached, weather-beaten crucifix on crag or highway-side from which the anguished face of the Saviour has both smitten and healed the sinner. Crucifixes cut deeper into most Tyrolese hearts than shrines, some way."
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