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Chapter 43

           "Howmeanyoubythat?"saidthegayMinstrel,minglingintheconversationofthepeasants;"Icametoseekonesubjectformyrhyme,and,by’rLady,Iweregladtofindtwo."

           "Itiswellavouched,"saidtheelderpeasant,"thatafterAthelstaneofConingsburghhadbeendeadfourweeks"

           "Thatisimpossible,"saidtheMinstrel;"IsawhiminlifeatthePassageofArmsatAshby-de-la-Zouche."

           "Dead,however,hewas,orelsetranslated,"saidtheyoungerpeasant;"forIheardtheMonksofSaintEdmund’ssingingthedeath’shymnforhim;and,moreover,therewasarichdeath-mealanddoleattheCastleofConingsburgh,asrightwas;andthitherhadIgone,butforMabelParkins,who"

           "Ay,deadwasAthelstane,"saidtheoldman,shakinghishead,"andthemorepityitwas,fortheoldSaxonblood"

           "But,yourstory,mymastersyourstory,"saidtheMinstrel,somewhatimpatiently.

           "Ay,ayconstrueusthestory,"saidaburlyFriar,whostoodbesidethem,leaningonapolethatexhibitedanappearancebetweenapilgrim’sstaffandaquarter-staff,andprobablyactedaseitherwhenoccasionserved,"Yourstory,"saidthestalwartchurchman;"burnnotdaylightaboutitwehaveshorttimetospare."

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