The White Company / Белый отряд. Книга для чтения на английском языке
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Артур Конан Дойл. The White Company / Белый отряд. Книга для чтения на английском языке
Chapter I. How the Black Sheep Came Forth from the Fold
Chapter II. How Alleyne Edricson Came out into the World
Chapter III. How Hordle John Cozened the Fuller of Lymington
Chapter IV. How the Bailiff of Southampton Slew the Two Masterless Men
Chapter V. How a Strange Company Gathered at the “Pied Merlin”
Chapter VI. How Samkin Aylward Wagered His Feather-Bed
Chapter VII. How the Three Comrades Journeyed through the Woodlands
Chapter VIII. The Three Friends
Chapter IX. How Strange Things Befell in Minstead Wood
Chapter X. How Hordle John Found a Man Whom He Might Follow
Chapter XI. How a Young Shepherd Had A Perilous Flock
Chapter XII. How Alleyne Learned More than He Could Teach
Chapter XIII. How The White Company Set Forth to the Wars
Chapter XIV. How Sir Nigel Sought for a Wayside Venture
Chapter XV. How the Yellow Cog Sailed Forth from Lepe
Chapter XVI. How The Yellow Cog Fought the Two Rover Galleys
Chapter XVII. How the Yellow Cog Crossed the Bar of Gironde
Chapter XVIII. How Sir Nigel Loring Put a Patch upon His Eye
Chapter XIX. How there was a Stir at the Abbey of St. Andrew’s
Chapter XX. How Alleyne Won His Place in an Honourable Guild
Chapter XXI. How Agostiño Pisano Risked His Head
Chapter XXII. How the Bowmen Held Wassail at the “Rose de Guienne”
Chapter XXIII. How England Held The Lists at Bordeaux
Chapter XXIV. How a Champion Came Forth from the East
Chapter XXV. How Sir Nigel Wrote to Twynham Castle
Chapter XXVI. How the Three Comrades Gained a Mighty Treasure
Chapter XXVII. How Roger Club-Foot was Passed into Paradise
Chapter XXVIII. How the Comrades Came Over the Marches of France
Chapter XXIX. How the Blessed Hour of Sight Came to the Lady Tiphaine
Chapter XXX. How the Brushwood Men Came to the Château of Villefranche
Chapter XXXI. How Five Men Held the Keep of Villefranche
Chapter XXXII. How the Company Took Counsel Round the Fallen Tree
Chapter XXXIII. How the Army Made the Passage of Roncesvalles
Chapter XXXIV. How the Company Made Sport in[333] the Vale of Pampeluna
Chapter XXXV. How Sir Nigel Hawked at an Eagle
Chapter XXXVI. How Sir Nigel Took the Patch from His Eye
Chapter XXXVII. How the White Company Came to be Disbanded
Chapter XXXVIII. Of the Home-Coming to Hampshire
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The great bell of Beaulieu was ringing. Far away through the forest might be heard its musical clangour and swell. Peat-cutters on Blackdown and fishers upon the Exe heard the distant throbbing rising and falling upon the sultry summer air. It was a common sound in those parts – as common as the chatter of the jays and the booming of the bittern. Yet the fishers and the peasants raised their heads and looked questions at each other, for the Angelus had already gone and Vespers was still far off. Why should the great bell of Beaulieu toll when the shadows were neither short nor long?
All round the Abbey the monks were trooping in. Under the long green-paved avenues of gnarled oaks and of lichened beeches the white-robed brothers gathered to the sound. From the vineyard and the vinepress, from the bouvary or ox-farm, from the marl-pits and salterns, even from the distant iron-works of Sowley and the outlying grange of St. Leonard’s, they had all turned their steps homewards. It had been no sudden call. A swift messenger had the night before sped round to the outlying dependencies of the Abbey, and had left the summons for every monk to be back in the cloisters by the third hour after noontide. So urgent a message had not been issued within the memory of old lay-brother Athanasius, who had cleaned the Abbey knocker since the year after the Battle of Bannockburn[1].
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“Little enough, good father, little enough,” said the novice, speaking English with a broad West Saxon drawl. The brothers, who were English to a man, pricked up their ears[13] at the sound of the homely and yet unfamiliar speech: but the Abbot flushed red with anger, and struck his hand upon the oaken arm of his chair.
“What talk is this?” he cried. “Is this a tongue to be used within the walls of an old and well-famed monastery? But grace and learning have ever gone hand in hand, and when one is lost it is needless to look for the other.”
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