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BLOSS C.A. Heroines of the Crusades


Sir John Froissart's Chronicles of England, France, Spain and the Ajoining Countries from the latter part of the reign of Edward II to the coronation of Henry IV in 12 volumes 

Chronicles of Enguerrand De Monstrelet (Sir John Froissart's Chronicles continuation) in 13 volumes 

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Heroines of the Crusades
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At this point of the story a messenger hastily entered and summoned Agatha to the presence of her dread father. With sad presentiments the princess rose and silently obeyed the mandate. None were present with the Conqueror in the audience-chamber save Matilda, Lanfranc, and the Saxon secretary, Ingulfus. "Seat thyself beside me, daughter, and listen to my words," said the haughty monarch, with unwonted tenderness. " That I bade thee pledge thy hand to Earl Edwin to secure the peace of England, instead of trusting that event to my good sword, hath long grieved me sore ; and often have I prayed the holy saints to absolve me of the sin. Heaven has heard my prayer and averted thy doom." An involuntary shudder shook the slight frame of Agatha, but no sound escaped her lips. "The brave Alphonso, King of Gallicia," continued the king, " has sent to woo thee for his bride ; ambassadors wait in the antechamber, and the good Lanfranc has consented to release thee from thy extorted vow. With this costly ring the prince of Spain plights thee his faith." Agatha instinctively drew back her hand. " Nay, shrink not, my daughter. The Saxon was unworthy of thy love. Knowest thou not he is leagued with thy father's foes? Resign thou his troth-gift, I will restore it to the proud Rebel. Bid thy maidens robe thee in apparel befitting thy rank, (certes, the Spanish diadem will well become thy jetty locks.) Even now a splendid convoy of vessels ride at anchor in the harbor to convey thee to thy future lord, and the pious Ingulfus, who hath long desired to visit the Holy Sepulchre, shall attend thee to the coast of Spain." Agatha neither spoke nor moved. "Give me thy troth-gift, silly girl," cried her father angrily, bending his brow upon her, with the terrible frown, at which bold hearts were wont to quail. Mechanically the trembling victim, drew from her bosom the talismanic shield. Lanfranc took it from her hand, placed the ring upon her finger, repeated the words of so HEROINES OF THE CRUSADES.

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