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Title: Aucassin and Nicolette;
Year: 1911 (1910s)
Authors: Child, Harold Hannyngton, 1869-1945, ed. and tr Anderson, A., illus
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Publisher: London, A. and C. Black
Contributing Library: Cornell University Library
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fullafraid for yourself. Sir, said the Viscount, it liesheavy upon me that he comes andthat he goes and that he speakswith her. I had bought her withmy money, and I had reared her andbaptized her and made her my god-daughter, and I would have givenher one of these days a young manwho would earn bread for her inhonour. This was none of Aucassinss your sons affair. But since it is 11 ^ -» -v Af^gS. g«jiV^ W S^^^-v A,^-,-.-^ ft ^.•sS AUCASSIN AND NICOLETE your will and your pleasure I willsend her into such a land and sucha country that never will he see herwith his eyes. Keep you to this! said theCount Garins to him. Great evilsmay come to you of it. They parted. And the Viscountwas a very rich man and had a richpalace heside a garden. In a chamberthere he had Nicolete placed on anupper floor, and an old woman withher for company, and to dwell withher, and he had bread and meat andwine sent to them, and whateverthey had need of. Then he had thedoor sealed up, so that no one could 12
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