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"
But
the
Pope
,
my
noble
friend
,
"
--
said
Cedric
--
"
But
the
devil
,
my
noble
friend
,
"
--
answered
Athelstane
;
"
they
die
,
and
no
more
of
them
.
Were
they
the
best
monks
upon
earth
,
the
world
would
go
on
without
them
.
"
"
For
shame
,
noble
Athelstane
,
"
said
Cedric
;
"
forget
such
wretches
in
the
career
of
glory
which
lies
open
before
thee
.
Tell
this
Norman
prince
,
Richard
of
Anjou
,
that
,
lion-hearted
as
he
is
,
he
shall
not
hold
undisputed
the
throne
of
Alfred
,
while
a
male
descendant
of
the
Holy
Confessor
lives
to
dispute
it
.
"
"
How
!
"
said
Athelstane
,
"
is
this
the
noble
King
Richard
?
"
"
It
is
Richard
Plantagenet
himself
,
"
said
Cedric
;
"
yet
I
need
not
remind
thee
that
,
coming
hither
a
guest
of
free-will
,
he
may
neither
be
injured
nor
detained
prisoner
--
thou
well
knowest
thy
duty
to
him
as
his
host
.
"
"
Ay
,
by
my
faith
!
"
said
Athelstane
;
"
and
my
duty
as
a
subject
besides
,
for
I
here
tender
him
my
allegiance
,
heart
and
hand
.
"
"
My
son
,
"
said
Edith
,
"
think
on
thy
royal
rights
!
"
"
Think
on
the
freedom
of
England
,
degenerate
Prince
!
"
said
Cedric
.
"
Mother
and
friend
,
"
said
Athelstane
,
"
a
truce
to
your
upbraidings
--
bread
and
water
and
a
dungeon
are
marvellous
mortifiers
of
ambition
,
and
I
rise
from
the
tomb
a
wiser
man
than
I
descended
into
it
.
One
half
of
those
vain
follies
were
puffed
into
mine
ear
by
that
perfidious
Abbot
Wolfram
,
and
you
may
now
judge
if
he
is
a
counsellor
to
be
trusted
.
Since
these
plots
were
set
in
agitation
,
I
have
had
nothing
but
hurried
journeys
,
indigestions
,
blows
and
bruises
,
imprisonments
and
starvation
;
besides
that
they
can
only
end
in
the
murder
of
some
thousands
of
quiet
folk
.
I
tell
you
,
I
will
be
king
in
my
own
domains
,
and
nowhere
else
;
and
my
first
act
of
dominion
shall
be
to
hang
the
Abbot
.
"
"
And
my
ward
Rowena
,
"
said
Cedric
--
"
I
trust
you
intend
not
to
desert
her
?
"
