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Chapter 42

           "How!"saidAthelstane,"isthisthenobleKingRichard?"

           "ItisRichardPlantagenethimself,"saidCedric;"yetIneednotremindtheethat,cominghitheraguestoffree-will,hemayneitherbeinjurednordetainedprisonerthouwellknowestthydutytohimashishost."

           "Ay,bymyfaith!"saidAthelstane;"andmydutyasasubjectbesides,forIheretenderhimmyallegiance,heartandhand."

           "Myson,"saidEdith,"thinkonthyroyalrights!"

           "ThinkonthefreedomofEngland,degeneratePrince!"saidCedric.

           "Motherandfriend,"saidAthelstane,"atrucetoyourupbraidingsbreadandwaterandadungeonaremarvellousmortifiersofambition,andIrisefromthetombawisermanthanIdescendedintoit.OnehalfofthosevainfollieswerepuffedintomineearbythatperfidiousAbbotWolfram,andyoumaynowjudgeifheisacounsellortobetrusted.Sincetheseplotsweresetinagitation,Ihavehadnothingbuthurriedjourneys,indigestions,blowsandbruises,imprisonmentsandstarvation;besidesthattheycanonlyendinthemurderofsomethousandsofquietfolk.Itellyou,Iwillbekinginmyowndomains,andnowhereelse;andmyfirstactofdominionshallbetohangtheAbbot."

           "AndmywardRowena,"saidCedric"Itrustyouintendnottodeserther?"

           "FatherCedric,"saidAthelstane,"bereasonable.TheLadyRowenacaresnotformeshelovesthelittlefingerofmykinsmanWilfred’sglovebetterthanmywholeperson.

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