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And the next morning, as soon as the canonical hours had dawned, Anegay was my wife." Abraham spoke here, but without lifting his head. "I was on a journey, Belasez," he said. "I never persecuted my darling never!" "No, Belasez," echoed Bruno; "he never did. I believe he was bitterly grieved at her becoming a Christian, but he had no hand in her sufferings at that time.
"Domine, in Te speravi!" fell from his trembling lips, as if he scarcely realised what he was saying. Belasez looked at him with an astonished expression. Whatever were the cause of his singular emotion, it was evidently neither understood nor shared by her. With a manifest effort of self-control, Bruno recovered himself.
"There was no such there as one named Bruno de Malpas, I suppose?" asked Licorice, with assumed carelessness. "No, there was no knight of that name." But in her heart Belasez felt that the name belonged to the priest, Father Bruno. A few more questions were asked her, of no import, and then they rose.
The girl shook her head. Had she seen her? Yes. How was it, that she had seen her, but not spoken with her? The child replied, she was too ill to speak; she knew no one." "She did not know me, Belasez," said Abraham sorrowfully, lifting his white, troubled face. "I came home to find her there, to my great surprise. But she did not know me. She took me for some other man, I cannot tell whom.
Belasez looked up with saddened eyes, and her mother noticed them. "Abraham, son of Ursel," she said that night, when she supposed her daughter to be safely asleep in the inner chamber, "when dost thou mean to have this maiden wedded?" "I do not know, wife. Would next week do?" Next week was always Abraham's time for doing every thing. "If thou wilt. The gear has all been ready long ago.
"I gathered that the somebody whom I was like was my sister, and that her name was Anegay; and I thought she had either become a Christian, or had wedded a Christian. Father, may I know?" "My little Belasez," he said, with deep feeling, "thou knowest all but the one thing thou must not know. There was one called Anegay. But she was not thy sister. Let the rest be silence to thee."
Delecresse sat studying, with a book open before him: Belasez was busied with embroidery. Abraham was idle, so far as his hands were concerned; but any one who had studied him for a minute would have seen that his thoughts were very active, and by no means pleasant. Ten calm days passed over, and nothing happened.
Is it is it, because we hid our faces from Him!" And to Doucebelle's astonishment, Belasez covered her face with her apron, and sobbed almost as if her heart were breaking. "Poor Belasez!" said Doucebelle, gently. "It is often better to tell out what troubles us, than to keep it to ourselves." "If thou wert a daughter of Israel, I should tell it thee, and ask thy counsel.
The old Jew, helped by Delecresse, repacked his wares with such care as their delicacy and costliness required, and the Countess desired Levina to summon the varlets to bear the heavy burden down to the gate. "Peace wait on my Lady!" said the pedlar, bowing low as he took leave. "If it please the Holy One, my Belasez shall be here at my Lady's command before a week is over."
It seemed plain to Belasez that her mother was being rebuked for want of motherly tenderness, and, as she doubted not, towards Anegay. This mysterious person, then, must have been a sister of whom she had never heard, probably much older than herself. "What a lot of soft down must have been used up to make thine heart!" was the cynical reply of Licorice. "I cannot help it, Licorice.
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