Otto of the Silver Hand

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Говард Пайл. Otto of the Silver Hand

FOREWORD

I. The Dragon’s House

II. How the Baron went Forth to Shear

III. How the Baron came Home Shorn

IV. The White Cross on the Hill

V. How Otto Dwelt at St. Michaelsburg

VI. How Otto Lived in the Dragon’s House

VII. The Red Cock Crows on Drachenhausen

VIII. In the House of the Dragon Scorner

IX. How One-eyed Hans came to Trutz-Drachen

X. How Hans Brought Terror to the Kitchen

XI. How Otto was Saved

XII. A Ride For Life

XIII. How Baron Conrad Held the Bridge

XIV. How Otto Saw the Great Emperor

Afterword

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Up from the gray rocks, rising sheer and bold and bare, stood the walls and towers of Castle Drachenhausen. A great gate-way, with a heavy iron-pointed portcullis hanging suspended in the dim arch above, yawned blackly upon the bascule or falling drawbridge that spanned a chasm between the blank stone walls and the roadway that winding down the steep rocky slope to the little valley just beneath. There in the lap of the hills around stood the wretched straw-thatched huts of the peasants belonging to the castle – miserable serfs who, half timid, half fierce, tilled their poor patches of ground, wrenching from the hard soil barely enough to keep body and soul together. Among those vile hovels played the little children like foxes about their dens, their wild, fierce eyes peering out from under a mat of tangled yellow hair.

Beyond these squalid huts lay the rushing, foaming river, spanned by a high, rude, stone bridge where the road from the castle crossed it, and beyond the river stretched the great, black forest, within whose gloomy depths the savage wild beasts made their lair, and where in winter time the howling wolves coursed their flying prey across the moonlit snow and under the net-work of the black shadows from the naked boughs above.

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“Never mind, little bird,” said old Ursela, the nurse, soothingly; “he will come back to thee again as he has come back to thee before.”

But the poor young Baroness continued weeping with her face buried in her hands, because he had not done that thing she had asked.

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