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"
Have
you
not
heard
,
Father
Dennet
,
"
quoth
one
boor
to
another
advanced
in
years
,
"
that
the
devil
has
carried
away
bodily
the
great
Saxon
Thane
,
Athelstane
of
Coningsburgh
?
"
"
Ay
,
but
he
brought
him
back
though
,
by
the
blessing
of
God
and
Saint
Dunstan
.
"
"
How
's
that
?
"
said
a
brisk
young
fellow
,
dressed
in
a
green
cassock
embroidered
with
gold
,
and
having
at
his
heels
a
stout
lad
bearing
a
harp
upon
his
back
,
which
betrayed
his
vocation
.
The
Minstrel
seemed
of
no
vulgar
rank
;
for
,
besides
the
splendour
of
his
gaily
braidered
doublet
,
he
wore
around
his
neck
a
silver
chain
,
by
which
hung
the
"
wrest
"
,
or
key
,
with
which
he
tuned
his
harp
.
On
his
right
arm
was
a
silver
plate
,
which
,
instead
of
bearing
,
as
usual
,
the
cognizance
or
badge
of
the
baron
to
whose
family
he
belonged
,
had
barely
the
word
SHERWOOD
engraved
upon
it
.
--
"
How
mean
you
by
that
?
"
said
the
gay
Minstrel
,
mingling
in
the
conversation
of
the
peasants
;
"
I
came
to
seek
one
subject
for
my
rhyme
,
and
,
by
'
r
Lady
,
I
were
glad
to
find
two
.
"
"
It
is
well
avouched
,
"
said
the
elder
peasant
,
"
that
after
Athelstane
of
Coningsburgh
had
been
dead
four
weeks
--
"
"
That
is
impossible
,
"
said
the
Minstrel
;
"
I
saw
him
in
life
at
the
Passage
of
Arms
at
Ashby-de-la-Zouche
.
"
"
Dead
,
however
,
he
was
,
or
else
translated
,
"
said
the
younger
peasant
;
"
for
I
heard
the
Monks
of
Saint
Edmund
's
singing
the
death
's
hymn
for
him
;
and
,
moreover
,
there
was
a
rich
death-meal
and
dole
at
the
Castle
of
Coningsburgh
,
as
right
was
;
and
thither
had
I
gone
,
but
for
Mabel
Parkins
,
who
--
"
"
Ay
,
dead
was
Athelstane
,
"
said
the
old
man
,
shaking
his
head
,
"
and
the
more
pity
it
was
,
for
the
old
Saxon
blood
--
"
"
But
,
your
story
,
my
masters
--
your
story
,
"
said
the
Minstrel
,
somewhat
impatiently
.
"
Ay
,
ay
--
construe
us
the
story
,
"
said
a
burly
Friar
,
who
stood
beside
them
,
leaning
on
a
pole
that
exhibited
an
appearance
between
a
pilgrim
's
staff
and
a
quarter-staff
,
and
probably
acted
as
either
when
occasion
served
,
--
"
Your
story
,
"
said
the
stalwart
churchman
;
"
burn
not
daylight
about
it
--
we
have
short
time
to
spare
.
"
