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And it was a very comical scene for the Franks. By the faith of a Vagre, there was truly cause for laughter. With tears rolling down his cheeks, the poor old Gaul first approached the burning torch to his trembling knees; the instant the flame touched him he quickly withdrew it again.

As he led him, the Vagre said to himself: "I came dangerously near betraying myself when I heard the Frankish King speak of the bravery of the Breton race; my heart beat with pride fit to crack my ribs; then, besides, I thought of good old grandfather Araim, who used to call me his pet!

I am as desirous as himself to witness the execution of those bandits, and I would sooner give twenty gold sous than see them escape death, a thing that, as you say, might happen if they are taken to Clermont and the vile population of the city should rise in their favor. But what has this to do with the murder of your brothers?" "Is Ronan the Vagre healed of his wounds? I understand he is.

Taking a scroll from his pocket Ronan the Vagre proceeded: "Here it is I shall read it textually to you: "'My friends, my brothers, all of you who hear me, I return to your midst with good tidings. Until now, you have, by means of frightful acts of reprisal, returned evil with evil to the Franks, the abbots and bishops.

More and more astonished, little Odille was hardly able to recognize her friend. The dare-devil and merry Vagre had become pensive and grave. "Yes, yes, my child! Recite that chant to us with your sweet voice of fifteen years," put in the hermit. "But not here the dance and yonder wild carousal, although far enough away, would drown your voice " "The hermit is right.

"As you see, count, your vengeance will lose nothing by the arrangement, while it will insure the success of our plans. Unless I could speedily find a fourth determined man, as the Vagre, there would always be a brother left who might lay claim to my father's kingdom. Answer, are we agreed upon the Vagre's flight?" "Yes, yes we are agreed."

"According to the reliable rumors that have reached us, the bishop fears, and not without good reason, that the populace of Clermont may rise in revolt in order to set the bandits free the moment they arrive in the city of Clermont. The names of the hermit laborer and Ronan the Vagre are dear to the race of slaves and vagabonds.

You will be avenged upon these abhorred Franks! But let us step into the burg of the seigneur. By the faith of a Vagre! By the sweat and the blood of our fathers that have moistened and crimsoned every beam, every stone of this structure it is a comfortable, spacious and handsome building, this burg of the seigneur count!

"The story begins to be affectionate." "It is the fraternity in vogue among the Franks." "What Vagre would ever think of killing his own brother's children in order to seize their property?" "None! None would think of such a thing." "We are wolves, and wolves do not devour one another my brothers " "And were those children whom they sought to slay still young, learned Symphorien?"

The windows are high; the doors heavy; the walls strong." "Master of the Hounds," replied Ronan the Vagre, "we shall reach the heart of the bishop's house without crossing either the door, the windows or the walls on the same principle that you reach your sweetheart's heart without penetrating by her eyes the night is favorable." "Brothers, to you the treasures to me the handsome bishopess!"