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Updated: June 5, 2025
So he buckled his belt around him with all his worldly gear in gold, took his own almost forgotten name, Abel Trenchon, set his back to the sun and his face to the north wind, and journeyed on foot along the king's highway. He stopped at night in the wayside inns, taking up his quarters before the sun had set, and leaving them when it was broad daylight in the morning.
"Thy father also, and many a grudge I owe him, although I had forgotten about them. Still, I doubt not but as a boy I was as much in fault as he, although he was harsh to all of us, and now it seems he is harsh to thee. My name is Trenchon.
I will go with thee to thy father's house and demand for thee admittance and decent usage." But the girl shrank back. "Oh, no, no!" she cried; "that will never do. My father is a hard man to cross. There are none in the village who dare contend with him." "That is as it may be," said Trenchon, with easy confidence. "I, for one, fear him not.
I doubt if any in the village now remember me, although, perhaps, they may have heard of me from London," he said, with some pride, and a hope that the girl would confirm his thoughts. But she shook her head. "I have never heard thy name," she said. Trenchon sighed. This, then, was fame! "Ah, well!" he cried, "that matters not; they shall hear more of me later.
As he spoke the window above was thrown up, and a string of fearful oaths greeted the two, whereat the girl once more tried to release her imprisoned wrist, but Trenchon held it lightly, though with a grip like steel. The stout old man thrust his head through the open window. "God's blight on thee!" he cried, "thou pair of fools who wish to wed so much that ye venture out in such a night as this.
"Alas!" she cried, weeping; "my father turned me out, as he has often done before, but to-night is a bitter night, and I had nowhere to go, so I came here to be sheltered from the rain. He will be asleep ere long, and he sleeps soundly. I may perhaps steal in by a window, although sometimes he fastens them down." "God's truth!" cried Trenchon, angrily. "Who is thy brute of a father?"
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