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adventure !  The  Lord  will  not withdraw  his hand  from m e/’
                          And  with as  touch  fear and  trembling  as  if she were about to
                          commit a wicked action, did she steal down into the garden one
                          moonlight  night, and crossing the long alleys, she  threaded  the
                          lonely streets  until  sbe  reached  the  churchyard.  She  prayed
                          silently, and plucked the burning net ties, and cirried them home.
                             One  human  being alone had seen her, and that was the arch­
                          bishop.  He  was  up 'while others were sleeping.  Now he felt
                          confirmed  in  ti)3 opinion that the queen was not what she ought
                          to  be, and  that she was a witch,  who had befooled the king and
                          the whole nation by  Iict  arts.
                             He told  the king,  in the confessional, what he  had  seen and
                          what he feared.  And  when harsh  words came out of his mouth,
                          the  cawed  images  of  saints  shook  their  heads,  as  much as  to
                          say :  (L Jt  is  not  true !  Elise  is  innocent! "  But  the arch­
                          bishop  interpreted (heir  protestations quite differently  :  he pre­
                          tended they bon? witness against her, and that they shook their
                          brads  at  her  sins.  Then a couple  of  hitter tears rolled down
                          the king's cheeks.     He went  home,  with  a  misgiving  in  his
                          heart, and  that night he pretended  to go to sleep*  But  no sleep
                          visited I<is eyes, and  he  perceived  that  Elise  got  up.    Every
                          night  she  did the same, and each  time he  followed her  softly,
                          and  saw her disappear into the little room.
                             His  brow  grew  darker  day  by  day,  Elise saw  the change
                          that had come  over  him,  yet  could  not  imagine  the  reason*
                          though it made her uneasy—-and,  liesides this,  how she suffered
                          at heart  on  her brothers' account I     Her warm  tears  bedewed
                          the  regal velvet and purple, and  they there lay like glittering
                          diamonds,  and  all  who  saw  their  splendour  wished  to  be  a
                          queen.  Meantime,  she  had  nearly finished  her work.  Only
                          one  coat of  mail  was  wanting ;  but  she was short of  flax, and
                          had not a single nettle left-  Once more—and this OQce only—
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