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"I think that if you knew, Wulfric of Reedham, how near you have been to this yourself, through his doings, you would not hold your hand," answered Ingvar, scowling at Beorn again. "Maybe, Jarl," I answered, "but though you may make a liar speak truth thus, you cannot make an honest man say more than he has to speak." "One cannot well mistake an honest saying," said Ingvar.
"Take this warrior and bind his wound," he said. "It is Wulfric of Reedham, our friend." The faintness came over me again when the men raised me, though they tended me gently enough, and I could say naught, though I would rather they had cast me into the burning timbers of the church, even as I had bidden men do with that poor churl at Hoxne, that my ashes might be with those of our bishop.
Poor child, thy mother's heart aches for thee e'en now, I'll warrant me. 'I don't think so, said Robert; 'you see, she doesn't know I'm out. The leader wiped away a manly tear, exactly as a leader in a historical romance would have done, and said: 'Fear not to speak the truth, my child; thou hast nought to fear from Wulfric de Talbot.
"Now I am not the man to harm you, nor would any of our folk," he said. "Some of our courtmen found you here, and brought me." "Slay me and have done," I muttered; for that was all I would have him do. "That will I not, Wulfric," he answered; and he called to some men who were busy about the walls of the church. The smoke rose thickly from within them, for the burnt roof had fallen in.
But, all the same, it's partly his fault, but we're most to blame. You couldn't have done anything if it hadn't been for us. 'How now, bold boy? asked Sir Wulfric haughtily. 'Thy speech is dark, and eke scarce courteous. Unravel me this riddle! 'Oh, said Robert desperately, 'of course you don't know it, but you're not REAL at all.
I was turning away also, when the hoof beats of one horse stayed, and Ingvar called me in the voice he would use when most friendly with me. "Wulfric," he said, "glad was I to find you gone, for I should surely have had to slay you before the shrine; but Thor is far off now, and I have forgotten that, and only do I remember that good comrade to us all you have been in hall and forest.
N.E. of Crewkerne. It has a Perp. church with an E.E. N. chapel, which is associated with the memory of St Wulfric, who, born at Compton Martin, resided here, and died in 1154. The body of the Church has an old font. A priory of Austin canons, dating from the 12th cent., once existed here. Hatch Beauchamp, 6 m. The obelisk near the S. door is said to have once been the churchyard cross.
Beshrew thee for a knave!" replied Sir Wulfric. But the appeal seemed to have gone home. "Yet thou sayest sooth," he added thoughtfully. "Go where thou wilt," he added nobly, "thou art free. Wulfric de Talbot warreth not with babes, and Jakin here shall bear thee company." "All right," said Robert wildly. "Jakin will enjoy himself, I think. Come on, Jakin. Sir Wulfric, I salute thee."
But I feared, and two days before the wedding went to Harleston, where the king was, and urged him to have forces along the great wall we call Woden's Dyke even yet. "Let us see your wedding first, Wulfric," he said. "Eadgyth would be sorely grieved if I were not there."
In his cell he suspended himself for seven years on iron sickles under his arm-pits, and only descended from them to go forth and howl curses on the enemies of the King of Leinster. In England also there was extravagance. S. Wulfric, who died in 1154, encased himself in a coat of chain-mail worn next his skin even in winter, and occupied a cell at Hazelbury in Somerset.
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