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Chapter 42

           InthisreconciliationthouwiltownIhaveaninterestthehappinessofmyfriend,andthequellingofdissensionamongmyfaithfulpeople."

           "AndthisisWilfred!"saidCedric,pointingtohisson.

           "Myfather!myfather!"saidIvanhoe,prostratinghimselfatCedric’sfeet,"grantmethyforgiveness!"

           "Thouhastit,myson,"saidCedric,raisinghimup."ThesonofHerewardknowshowtokeephisword,evenwhenithasbeenpassedtoaNorman.ButletmeseetheeusethedressandcostumeofthyEnglishancestrynoshortcloaks,nogaybonnets,nofantasticplumageinmydecenthousehold.HethatwouldbethesonofCedric,mustshowhimselfofEnglishancestry.Thouartabouttospeak,"headded,sternly,"andIguessthetopic.TheLadyRowenamustcompletetwoyears’mourning,asforabetrothedhusbandallourSaxonancestorswoulddisownuswerewetotreatofanewunionforhererethegraveofhimsheshouldhaveweddedhim,somuchthemostworthyofherhandbybirthandancestryisyetclosed.TheghostofAthelstanehimselfwouldbursthisbloodycerementsandstandbeforeustoforbidsuchdishonourtohismemory."

           ItseemedasifCedric’swordshadraisedaspectre;for,scarcehadheutteredthemerethedoorflewopen,andAthelstane,arrayedinthegarmentsofthegrave,stoodbeforethem,pale,haggard,andlikesomethingarisenfromthedead!

           Theeffectofthisapparitiononthepersonspresentwasutterlyappalling.

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