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"The peace of the grave can never be mine while my heart is open to the sorrows of others," she answered with sadness. "Sister Sexberga, that was an English band which passed last night. I made out English words in their song. I am in utmost fear for the Danes of Avalcomb." "'They that take the sword shall perish with the sword," the old nun quoted, a little sternly.
"An Englishman was despoiled of his lands when Frode the Dane took Avalcomb. If now Frode's turn has come " Her companion made a gesture of entreaty. "It is not for Frode that I am timorous, dear sister, nor for the boy, Fridtjof; it is for Randalin, his daughter." Sister Sexberga was some time silent. When at last she spoke, it was but to repeat slowly, "Randalin, his daughter. God pity her!"
The men ate their breakfast forward, and brought us some, and the two churchmen came out with the little atheling, and then Sister Sexberga, as I called her, came and shivered in the cold breeze and spoke to Bertric, who was alone on the after deck steering, and so went back to the cabin, where the queen had all things needful for breaking her fast.
And for answer she turned away and began to weep, and Relf could bear that not at all, and he went to her and put his arm round her, as he would have done to Sexberga, and tried to reassure her. "Why," he said, "here is nought to weep about, maiden. Maybe we are homely people, but I think that you may learn to be happier in freedom with us than here.
"I spoke of my own troubles, which were the less because my fortunes prevent my thinking of any maiden, seeing that I have no home to give a wife when I find her. You were wrong in thinking that I spoke of Sexberga I spoke, as you might have known, of the one whom I have lost." "How should I know that? I know nought of your affairs."
The outlaws had been too busy in the town to seek further for plunder, or had not cared to do so at once. So he went, as we started, and I was pleased with the chance of having speech with Sexberga. Now there was a moaning overhead as we went through the woods along the ridge above the valley, and hot breaths of air began to play in our faces.
Then thought I to myself that I would punish Sexberga, for she had tortured this honest lover of hers over much. "I will not tell you that tale. Ask Sexberga, who has known it from the first." Then I was sorry for what I had said, for he flushed darkly. "I have been made a fool of," he said.
So, looking about the hall while she spoke, my eyes lit on Eldred, and it seemed that he was ill at ease, and displeased with somewhat. I thought that he would rather be sitting nearer Sexberga, maybe, and troubled nought about him, though I did think that he showed his ill temper over plainly in his face.
But I thought she was like Sexberga, and so I called her Sister Sexberga to myself, giving her a name in my thoughts. Then in the boat it slipped out unawares when I had to speak to her, and she asked to be told why I called her so." "As much like Sexberga as you are like Godwine, which is not at all," said Relf laughing. "Was she pleased?" "Why, I think not," I answered.
I fear that the Danes are on us." Then she cowered back into the shadow and said nought, for the very word terrified her when she knew her foes were so near. But Sister Sexberga came to the door, and she was pale enough, though her face lacked no courage. "What shall we do, Redwald thane?" she said quickly. "Keep a brave heart, sister," I answered, "and let me manage all.
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