ethelfrida

Updated: May 4, 2025

And to the first old crone, who sat winking her bleared eyes, and warming her bleared hands over a little heap of peat in the middle of the cabin, entered another crone, if possible uglier. "Two of them! If I am not roasted and eaten this night, I am a lucky man." And Hereward crossed himself devoutly, and invoked St. Ethelfrida of Ely, St. Guthlac of Crowland, St.

Charles Kingsley - Hereward, the Last of the English