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"Aye, and they approved themselves worthy of each other. Oh, Kervan, I have run the Vagrery in my boyhood; I have witnessed frightful scenes during that period; but by the faith of a Vagre, I never was so terrified I still shudder with horror when I think of what, only a few days ago, took place under my own eyes, when Chram and his father met.
He deposited all these articles near the poniard of Loysik. Kervan also produced from the little coffer the several family parchments, ranked them in order before Ronan, and then rejoined his family. That long winter's night was spent by the Vagre reading the legends of his family. On their part, Kervan, his wife and sister prolonged their reading until it was almost dawn.
Huge logs of beech and oak burn in the fireplace, seeing that outside the cold is intense. While each pursues his work in silence they cast from time to time inquisitive looks at Ronan, the Vagre son of the Bagauder. "Uncle," says Ronan, "did you read through the narrative that I gave you yesterday?" "Yes, and all the rest of us here assembled heard it read.
When Karadeucq appeared, loud roars of laughter shook the walls of the hall. It was not that the aspect of the old Vagre was amusing, but nothing could be imagined more grotesque than the appearance of the lover of the bishopess under the bear's skin.
"What spectacle is that to be, my friends?" "The four people who were sentenced to-day will be executed Ronan the Vagre, the hermit-laborer, a renegade monk who joined the Vagrery; a little female slave, their accomplice; and the bishopess, an accursed witch; they say she once was the wife of our blessed bishop Cautin." "Oh, have they been capturing Vagres in this region, my friends?
"And this other thrust is for you the damsel shall be mine!" "Hit! That is for her roguish eyes!" "Parried! Mine remains the daisy!" "I'm wounded! Help, my belle!" "I die! Good-bye to my love!" The wounded Vagre was attended to; the dead one was covered with leaves. Honor to the brave who will be born anew in yonder worlds, and long live the feasts of the Vagrery!
And so they were all sentenced to-day?" "The mahl assembled at noon. The King's son and our holy bishop were present. Ronan the Vagre and the hermit-laborer were first put to the torture." "Then they must have denied that they had run the Vagrery, did they?" "No. Ronan, the accursed bandit, on the contrary, boasted that he was a Vagre." "Why, then, the torture?"
"How, my friends, do you mean to say that Ronan the Vagre, the impious wretch, dared to commit such a crime? And what about the women, were they also put to the torture?" "The little slave is still near death's door of a wound that she inflicted upon herself in an attempt to commit suicide. She made the attempt in a fit of despair when she saw that the Vagres were cut to pieces."
As soon as the conflagration which he had kindled was well under way, the old Vagre rushed to the bear, and unchaining him, said at his companion's ear: "Follow close at my heels and do as I do." The melee was at its height; the torch-bearers had either fled or were fleeing, leaving the banquet hall in almost perfect darkness.
Probably taking me for his comrade, he ran at me, ready to hug me to his heart, with his arms and also his jaws, wide open. Anxious not to injure his coat with too many blows of my axe, I stabbed him adroitly in the heart, after which I carefully undressed my accommodating friend. His jacket and hose seemed, by the faith of a Vagre! cut on purpose for me.
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