The Poniard's Hilt; Or, Karadeucq and Ronan. A Tale of Bagauders and Vagres

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Эжен Сю. The Poniard's Hilt; Or, Karadeucq and Ronan. A Tale of Bagauders and Vagres

PART I. THE KORRIGANS

CHAPTER I. ARAIM

CHAPTER II. FAIRIES AND HOBGOBLINS

CHAPTER III. HEVIN THE PEDDLER

CHAPTER IV. OFF TO THE BAGAUDY!

PART II. THE VAGRES

CHAPTER I "WOLVES' HEADS."

CHAPTER II. BISHOP AND COUNT

CHAPTER III. AT THE CHAPEL OF ST. LOUP

CHAPTER IV. THE DEMONS! THE DEMONS!

CHAPTER V. VAGRES IN JUDGMENT

CHAPTER VI. TO THE FASTNESS OF ALLANGE

CHAPTER VII. VAGRES AT FEAST

CHAPTER VIII. THE MIRACLE OF ST. MARTIN

CHAPTER IX. LOYSIK AND RONAN

CHAPTER X. THE MIRACLE OF ST. CAUTIN

PART III. THE BURG OF NEROWEG

CHAPTER I. LEUDES AT HOME

CHAPTER II. THE MAHL

CHAPTER III. THE SPECTRE OF WISIGARDE

CHAPTER IV. THE LION OF POITIERS

CHAPTER V. IN THE TREASURE CHAMBER

CHAPTER VI. THE BEAR OF MONT-DORE

CHAPTER VII. IN THE ERGASTULA

CHAPTER VIII. IN THE BANQUET HALL

CHAPTER IX. THE RESCUE

CHAPTER X. COUNT AND VAGRE

PART IV. GHILDE

CHAPTER I. AT THE HEARTH OF JOEL

CHAPTER II. ON THE HILL NEAR MARCIGNY

CHAPTER III. THE DEATH OF CHRAM

EPILOGUE

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Occasionally they are long-lived, these descendants of the good Joel, who, five hundred and fifty years ago and more lived in this identical region, near the sacred stones of the forest of Karnak. Yes, the descendants of the good Joel are, occasionally, long-lived, seeing that I, Araim, who to-day trace these lines in the seventy-seventh year of my life, saw my grandfather Gildas die fifty-six years ago at the advanced age of ninety-six, after having inscribed in his early youth a few lines in our family archives.

My grandfather Gildas buried his son Goridek, my father. I was then ten years old. Nine years later I lost my grandfather also. A few years after his demise I married. I have survived my wife, Martha, and I have seen my son Jocelyn become, in turn, a father. To-day he has a daughter and two boys. The girl is called Roselyk, she is eighteen; the elder of the two boys, Kervan, is three years his sister's senior; the younger, my pet, Karadeucq, is seventeen.

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"Long life and happy days to hospitable people! This is Hevin the Peddler's wish to yourself and your family. I am a Breton. I was going to Falgoët, when the night and the tempest overtook me on the beach. I saw the light of this house from a distance; I came, I called, and the door was opened to me. Thanks to you all, thanks to hospitable people!"

"Madalen, what gives you that absent and pensive look? Do not the peddler's pleasant face and kind words set you at ease?"

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