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"Look to thyself, man. If thou harbourest a wizard against law, a wizard whom King Edward hath given up to the people, look to thy barns, they shall burn; look to thy cattle, they shall rot; look to thy secrets, they shall be told. Lancastrian, thou shalt hang! We go! we go! We have friends amongst the mailed men of York. We go, we will return!
"Spiridion," he said, "wake up!" Spiridion moaned, stirred a little, and sank again. A high voice called out "Spiridion, thou thin traitor, open the door and deliver up him thou harbourest." The wind shrieked and mocked; then Spiridion woke up with a shiver. "The hour is come before my God is ready. Now I must die unknowing," said he, and sat up in bed with his yellow hair all about his face.
Woe to thee, if thou harbourest the wizard and the succuba!" With that Graul moved slowly to the door. Host and housekeeper, varlet, groom, and scullion made way for her in terror; and still, as she moved, she kept her eyes on Sibyll, till her sisters, following in successive file, shut out the hideous aspect: and Meg, ordering away her gaping train, closed the door.
"Look to thyself, man. If thou harbourest a wizard against law, a wizard whom King Edward hath given up to the people, look to thy barns, they shall burn; look to thy cattle, they shall rot; look to thy secrets, they shall be told. Lancastrian, thou shalt hang! We go! we go! We have friends amongst the mailed men of York. We go, we will return!
Woe to thee, if thou harbourest the wizard and the succuba!" With that Graul moved slowly to the door. Host and housekeeper, varlet, groom, and scullion made way for her in terror; and still, as she moved, she kept her eyes on Sibyll, till her sisters, following in successive file, shut out the hideous aspect: and Meg, ordering away her gaping train, closed the door.
Finally, as the abbot still delayed his coming, Primasso, having finished the second loaf, began upon the third; whereof, once more, word was carried to the abbot, who now began to commune with himself and say: "Alas! my soul, what unwonted mood harbourest thou to-day? What avarice? what scorn? and of whom?
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