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No, Bjarki and Ulf got their reputed ancestry from the Siward story; and this bear hunt story they got from a common source through contact with each other, or Bjarki got it from Ulf.
"Siward can give no niddering counsel to his King; to save the blood of his subjects is never a king's disgrace. Yield thou to mercy, Godwin to the law!" "Oh for the cowl and cell!" exclaimed the Prince, wringing his hands. "Oh Norman home, why did I leave thee?" He took the cross from his breast, contemplated it fixedly, prayed silently but with fervour, and his face again became tranquil.
"As speaks my brother of Canterbury, speak I," said William, Bishop of London, another Norman. But then there rose up a form at whose rising all murmurs were hushed. Grey and vast, as some image of a gone and mightier age towered over all, Siward, the son of Beorn, the great Earl of Northumbria. "We have naught to do with the Normans.
Sagamore came galloping back with a soft, unsoiled mass of chestnut and brown feathers in his mouth. Siward took the dead cock, passed it back to the keeper who followed them, patted the beautiful eager dog and signalled him forward once more. "You should have fired that time," he said to Sylvia "that is, if you care to kill anything." "But I don't seem to be able to," she said.
He's such a muff, you know, that the very sight of his pointed beard and pompadour hair and his complacency sets me in fidgets to stir him up." "I don't think you'd best use me for the stick next time," said Siward. "He's not my cousin you know." Mrs. Ferrall shrugged her boyish shoulders: "By the way" she said curiously "who was that girl?"
"Siward can give no niddering counsel to his King; to save the blood of his subjects is never a king's disgrace. Yield thou to mercy, Godwin to the law!" "Oh for the cowl and cell!" exclaimed the Prince, wringing his hands. "Oh Norman home, why did I leave thee?" He took the cross from his breast, contemplated it fixedly, prayed silently but with fervour, and his face again became tranquil.
But who let her loose?" "It was your dinner; you ought to know," said Voucher bluntly. "I do know. He brought her" nodding toward the billiard-room. "Belwether?" "No," yawned Fleetwood. Somebody said presently: "Isn't he one of the Governors? Oh, I say, that was rather rough on Siward though." "Yes, rough.
"Grace Ferrall is a dear," she replied. After a moment he ventured: "I suppose you saw it in the papers." "I think so; I had completely forgotten it; your name seemed to " "I see." Then, listlessly: "I couldn't have ventured to remind you that that perhaps you might not care to be so amiable " "Mr. Siward," she said impulsively, "you are nice to me! Why shouldn't I be amiable?
He stared at her without answering. "That little remembrance for old time's sake. Don't you recollect?" "No," said Quarrier. "Why, Howard! Didn't you promise me all sorts of things when I wanted to go to your friend Mr. Siward, and explain that it was not his fault I got into the Patroons Club?
Siward, nor forget your mercy of a day on them; nor your comradeship, nor your sweetness to me. Nor your charity for me, nor all that you overlook so far in me, under the glamour of a spell that seems to hold you still, and that still holds me. I can answer for my constancy so far, until one more spring and summer have come and gone until one more autumn comes, and while it lasts as long as any semblance of the setting remains which had once framed you; I can answer for my constancy as long as that. Afterwards, the snow! symbol of our separation.
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