hildebert

Updated: May 19, 2025

"A fine exchange for my mother and me," gloomily laughed Ebbo, "to lose thee, my sublimated self, for a rude, savage lord, who would straightway undo all our work, and rate and misuse our sweet mother for being more civilized than himself." "Shame, Ebbo!" cried Friedel, "or art thou but in jest?" "So far in jest that thou wilt never go, puissant Sir Hildebert," returned Ebbo, drawing him closer.

Charlotte Mary Yonge - The Dove in the Eagle's Nest