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Updated: June 14, 2025


"Belasez," said Bruno, "years ago, before thou wert born, thy father had another daughter, and her name was Anegay." "Father! you said Anegay was not my sister!" came in surprised accents from Belasez. But a choking sob was the only answer from Abraham. "She was not the daughter of thy mother, Belasez; but of thy father's first wife, whose name was Fiona. Perhaps he meant that.

And I cannot bear to think of her as a lost soul, with that face so like my Anegay, and that voice "Now, shame upon thee, Bruno de Malpas! Is Belasez more to thee than to Him that died for her? Canst thou not trust Him who giveth unto His sheep eternal life, not to allow this white lamb to be plucked out of His hand? O Lord, increase my faith! for it is very low.

As thou knowest, she is a staunch Jewess; and though she did not by any means discover all, she did find that Anegay had Christian friends, and forbade her to see them again. Time went on, and we could scarcely ever meet, and Anegay was not very happy.

"Nay, what has she, Genta?" "I am sure some one has been telling her something. She has asked me to-night if she had not once a sister, and if her name were not Anegay." The exclamation in reply was more forcible than elegant. But that night, as Belasez lay in bed, through half-closed eyes she saw her mother enter and hold the lantern to her face.

Genta was the daughter of Abraham's brother Moss. "Nothing that would do much harm," said Licorice, but in rather a doubtful tone. "Beside, Genta can hold her peace." "Ay, if she choose. But suppose she did not? She knows, does she not, about Anegay?" "Hush! Well, yes something. But not what would do most mischief." "What, about her marriage with "

But, after all, who was Anegay? Licorice was in full tide of business and porridge-making, in her little kitchen, when Belasez presented herself with an apology for being late. "Nay, folks that go to bed at nine may well not rise till five," said Licorice, graciously. "Throw more salt in here, child, and fetch the porringers whilst I stir it.

Belasez thought, with momentary amusement, that Bruno was not so well acquainted with Licorice as herself. "I asked in great distress if Anegay were not with her.

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