[Marie by Laura E. Richards]@TWC D-Link book
Marie

CHAPTER X
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His dark eyes pierced like a sword-thrust; his lips moved; and though no sound came, Jacques knew the words they framed.
"Tenez foi! Keep the faith that I brought across the sea, leaving for it fair fields and vineyards, castle and tower and town.

Keep the faith for which I bled, for which I died here in the wilderness, leaving only these barren acres, and the stone that bears my last word, my message to those who should come after me.

Keep the faith for which my fair wife faded and died, far away from home and friends! Let no piping or jigging or profane sound be in thy house, but let it be the house of fasting and of prayer, even as my house was.

Keep faith! If thy right hand offend thee, cut it off and cast it from thee!" Who else was there,--what gentle, pallid ghost, with sad, faint eyes?
The face was dim and shadowy, for he had been a little child when his mother died.

She was speaking too, but what were these words she was saying?
"Keep faith, my son! ay! but keep it with your wife too, the child you wedded whether she would or no, and from whom you are taking the joy of childhood, the light of youth.


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