Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-12-02
Extension Of City Boundaries.


if he had not-caught her hands. and stayed
her
He did not release them Immediately, but
tghtened his grasp as his eyes, grown sud
denly keen, searched her face His voice
dropped low. "Randalin, it is very unlikely
that Elfgiva's scratches have brought you
to this. Do you stand in need OF remind
ing that any man who has angered you
has angered me? That my sword lies
under your hand"'
Her face seemed to have become glass be-
fore him, through which he looked into the
inIermost chambers of her mind. Terror
stricken, she snatched her hands away to
cover it. mo, nor she cried wildly. Il
am angry with no one. 1 have found fault
with no one. Draw no sword for me-only
let me go!'
Again he turned from her and stood look
ing out at the clouds; but when at last he
spoke his voice was the gentlest she had
ever heard. You are wise in this, as in
other things. Frode's daughter" he said.
land you shall certainly have your way. 1
take it that / am your guardian to protect
you from harm, not to force you into
things you do not want. Soldiers l can
trust shall go with you. in case there be
danger from Norman's people, and for
women
nun at Saint Mildred's, King, who loves
me- 1 think she would come to me until
others could be found.
GO then" he granted. "Thorkel shall
see TO IL tnat men ana horses are ready
when you are" He held out his hand but
when she took 1t in both of hers and would
have saluted 1T reverently he would not let
her, but instead raised her fingers to his
is 1t for my tongue to say farewell to you,
FrOdes daughter" he said. for your
friendship has surpassed most other things
in pleasantness to me-"
Frank liking mingled with gratitude and
reverence as she looked up at him. 81 have
got great kindness and favor from you
King Canute; l pray that you will be very
happy with your queen
A moment he pressed his lips to her hand:
then gently set it free. Il give you thanks
he returned. but happiness is for me to
wish you. The best you can ask for me is
some time shall become what you believed
me to be the day you came to me at Scoer-
STAN
She tried to tell him that she believed that
now-but something in her forbade the un-
truth. She could do no more than leave
him, with mute gesture of farewell.
Perhaps her gaze was not quite clear as
she crossed the room, for she did not see
that the door-curtains were moving until
she was close upon them. when they were
thrust apart to admit the form of Rothgar
Lodbroksson. Sitting a gasp, she shrank
behind tall chair.
He did not see her, however for his eyes
were fastened upon the king. who had
aside the spiendor of the royal guards,
wearing over his steel shirt kirtle of blue
that made his ford face seem redder and
gave to his fiery hair a hotter glow. Two
sentinels carrying shining pixies had fol-
lowed him in uncertainty. and now one
plucked at his arm But the Jotun shook
him off to stride forward. clanking his heels
with intentional noisiness upon the stone
floor.
AT the clatter the king looked around, and
the tone in which he spoke his friends
name had in it more of passion than all the
lovers phrases he had ever paid Elfgiva's
ears At the same time he made a sharp
sign to the two sentinels. Get back to
your posts" he said.
Hesitatingly they saluted and unwilling
they wheeled, while spoke bluntly over
his shoulder. 1T would be better to let US