[A Thane of Wessex by Charles W. Whistler]@TWC D-Link bookA Thane of Wessex CHAPTER I 16/21
Now could I trust none. Then rose up in my mind the image of Alswythe, fair, and blue eyed, and brown haired, smiling at me as she was wont.
And I deemed her, too, false, as having tricked me to meet her that this might come upon me. Well it was that they called me back into the ring to hear my doom, for such thoughts as these will drive a man to madness.
Now must I think for myself again, and meet what must be.
Yet I would look at no man as I went towards the place of my judges, and stood before them with my eyes cast down.
For I was beaten, and cared no more for aught. Eanulf spoke; but he had no anger in his voice and it seemed as though he repeated the words of others. "Heregar, son of Herewulf," he said, "these things have been brought against you by honourable men, and you cannot disprove them--hardly can you deny them.
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