In the Yule-Log Glow, Book II

t Mass, for he was a good Christian; and she bought for him an iron armor to put

ringing with him the laughing Matheline; for it was rumored that at last

nt row that shone, and chattered, and laughed, from her lips down to her throat; for Pol Bihan had s

ile, but not of her heart; of that we can only say the place whe

given me all the gold of the earth, all the pleasures of the world, I will be happy

ought: "I am wiser still than you, my beauty; we will share between us what the fool will gi

-Matheline carrying a basket of chestnuts, Pol a large ju

to it fermented honey, wine, sprigs of rosemary, and marjoram leaves; and so delic

e adroitly to question Sylvestre Ker, to kno

e, so absorbed was he in the contemplation of Mat

one-eyed bridegroom, will I soo

e eye shot forth lu

, if I had not promised my dear mother to accompany her to the midnight M

-da

o-day and

it not be

be put off fo

n interesting story, so as to distract her attention

hed no longer,

wait seven years?"

hat the propitious moment falls precisel

e planet without a name, that the deceased Tha?l divined by calculation, I saw last night, steering its unknown route through space to come in conjunction with Jupiter.

nstantly lef

"Come, my son Sylvestre, put on your Sunday clothes,

sobeyed his mother; but Matheline, seated at his

iend, you have

de, said to Da

ill follow with friend Sylvestre, for fear some accident might happen to him with his lame leg and sightless eye." As he propo

ving, Pol whispe

an well, for the fo

girl r

ich our fortune is cooking. Yo

ne pure tear. For a moment Sylvestre Ker stood on the threshold of the open door to watch them depart. On the gleaming white snow their two shadows fell-the

t to think so; this must come to an end. She is as impatient as you ar

er turned p

tammered. "Am I fortunate

too well for her own peace. When a girl laughs too muc