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Updated: June 9, 2025
"What is the reason of such emotion?" "A family remembrance if a Vagre, a 'Wand'ring Man, a 'Wolf, a 'Wolf's-Head' can be at all said to have a family " "And what is that family remembrance?" "The sweet Hena, to whom the chant refers, was one of my ancestresses." "How do you know that?"
Two Vagres went out in quest of the holy man of God, who had been kept locked up in a contiguous compartment. He was brought in pinioned. Pale and wrathful he was pushed before the tribunal of Ronan and his four Vagre clerks. "Incendiary! Pillager! Sacrilegious wretch! Those are your names! I damn and excommunicate you, you, together with your whole band!
Informed of their movements by the poor folks of the fields who loved us dearly, we would then retire to our inaccessible fastnesses, and there lie low for several days while the Franks beat the field without encountering even the shadow of a Vagre. At such intervals of rest in the seclusion of some solitary retreat, my father used to narrate to me, as I told you, the histories of olden days.
Fortunately by means of a gentle tug given at the chain, Karadeucq recalled the Vagre to prudence and the latter continued his gambols with the most indifferent air in the world; but his conductor, without letting the chain slip from his hands, threw himself at the feet of Neroweg and said: "Seigneur count, illustrious seigneur!" "What would you of me, old mountebank?"
"Chram, that devil of a Ronan and his band killed nine of my bravest leudes; they pillaged and set fire to the episcopal villa and the place is to be rebuilt at my expense. As sure as the great St. Martin is in paradise, the cursed Vagre shall not be set free, he shall not escape the death that his crimes deserve!" "Who says otherwise?" "You speak of granting him grace."
The bishopess can wrap herself up in the coat of the Master of the Hounds; she will have no difficulty in safely crossing the crowd in the midst of the general tumult." The wise advice of the father of Loysik and Ronan was carried out successfully from point to point. By the faith of a Vagre, beautiful was the spectacle of the vast Frankish burg enveloped in and consumed by the flames!
We have in the ergastula, loaded with chains, first of all, Ronan the Vagre and the hermit-laborer; they are now both nearly healed of their wounds; then we have the little blonde slave, she is not yet well, she still seems to be at death's door; besides that, we have the handsome bishopess she is not wounded but is possessed of the devil ".
A few steps away sat Ronan; his feet were wrapped in rags; his wrists were manacled; unable either to hold himself on his feet or on his knees he leaned his back against the underground wall. The Vagre looked at Odille with a tenderness equal to that of the bishopess.
The girl's head drooped on her breast, and with her back sustained by the trunk of the tree she fell into profound sleep. "Poor child!" said Ronan as he covered her with his cloak. "She is overcome with fatigue. May her sleep give her rest and strength!" "Ronan," observed the hermit fastening a penetrating look upon the Vagre, "the chant of Hena made you weep " "It is true, good hermit."
The Vagre was drawn from his revery by the voice of his father's brother. "Ronan," said Kervan, "the frost has hardened the ground and the cattle can not be let out to-day. We shall have wheat to pound in the house. Let us go in. While we are at work you can narrate to us the events that complete your narrative.
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