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"But isn't Elfrida to have a chance to be noble too?" Edred asked. "She will have a thousand chances to be good and noble. And she will take them all. But she will never know that she has done it," said the Mouldiestwarp gravely. "Now are you ready to do what is to be done?" "It seems very unkind to daddy," said Edred, "stopping his being Lord Arden and everything."
Helen Munktell has produced songs and piano pieces, and has entered another field with her one-act opera, "In Florence." Hilda Thegerstrom is responsible for some very melodious songs and piano pieces, published in Germany as well as in her native land. One of Sweden's most gifted women is Elfrida Andrée.
We may remember that, in olden times, the amorous Edgar, on the fame of Ordulph's lovely daughter, despatched a confidant to her distant home in order to ascertain whether her beauty was of such transcendency as report declared it. In this spot, then, the ancient seat of the Earls of Devon, the future queen, Elfrida, lived.
"The big key with the arms on it!" cried Elfrida; "one of those in the iron box. Mightn't that ?" One flew to fetch it. A good deal of oil and more patience were needed before the key consented to turn in the lock, but it did turn and the low passage was disclosed. It hardly seemed a passage at all, so thick and low hung the curtain of dusty cobwebs.
Dickie admitted that this was so. "And oh, Dickie," said Elfrida, with deep concern, "you won't ever see us again either. Think of that. Whatever will you do without us?" "That," said Dickie, "won't be so bad as you think. The Elfrida and Edred who live in those times are as like you as two pins. No, they aren't really! Oh, don't make it any harder. I've got to do it."
Another messenger with the same news, doubtless. Then there were footsteps across the hall behind us, and Elfrida and Erpwald came to us. I stole one glance at her, and saw that she hid her sorrow and pain well, though it was not without an effort. She spoke fast, and seemingly in cheerful wise, as we turned to her.
Then came the sixth and last of the boy-kings, ETHELRED, whom Elfrida, when he cried out at the sight of his murdered brother riding away from the castle gate, unmercifully beat with a torch which she snatched from one of the attendants.
It was just when I had finished writing the story of Elfrida that I happened to see in my morning paper a highly eulogistical paragraph about one of our long-dead and, I imagine, forgotten worthies. The occasion of the paragraph doesn't matter. The man eulogised was Mr. Justice Park Sir James Allan Park, a highly successful barrister, who was judge from 1816 to his death in 1838.
Begone, Swanhild, thou witch! thou hast worked evil enough upon me. Nay, it is not Swanhild, it is Elfrida; lady, here in England I may not stay. In Iceland I am at home. Yea, yea, things go crossly; perchance in this garden we may speak again!" Now Gudruda could bear his words no longer, bur ran to him and knelt beside him. "Peace, Eric!" she whispered. "Peace! It is I, thy love.
"I thank you all," said the father of Edred and Elfrida. "I thank you all from my heart. And you may be sure that you shall share in this good fortune. The old lands are in the market. They will be bought back. And every house on Arden land shall be made sound and weather-tight and comfortable. The Castle will be restored almost certainly.
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