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The old man set bread and onions on the table, with so "Sit and eat, my lord, while you may," he said

So Prosper and Isoult sat upon the bench anda cheerful soul, talked and joked with Brother Bonaccord

Isoult never raised her eyes once, nor spoke a word; as for the numbed

old soul by the fire; she kept her back resolutely on the room,

muttered her charms and despair, and warmed her dry hands as before

When they had eaten what they could there cae The friar

ceased talking; the old man faced Prosper with a queer look "Sir,

have you well-eaten and drunken?" he asked

Prosper thanked him; he had done excellently

"Well, now," said the man, "as I have heard, after the bride-feast

coht hoot up in an aard pause He looked at the hed, saying, "Are you ue?"

"Nay, sir," said the ancient, "it is no jest If she e for choice with this holy allows For, she is suspected of

witchcraft and , and do you speak thus of your

daughter?" cried Prosper in a fury

"Sir," said the man, "ould own hihter indeed"

"What is theof all this? Would you have me marry a witch, old