But it is of no use.

I have eyes and heart but for that one.

Do I know the lady already, perhaps ?" "I believe that you may do so," Alfred said, looking grieved, in a strange way, as if he were half minded to laugh at me for all his seeming vexation.

"Odda says that you do, and so also says Etheldreda.

Her name is Thora, daughter of Jarl Osmund, and she will have Wareham town and Poole in right of her marriage, as dower to her and to my sea captain." So spoke the king quickly, and then he could make pretence no longer, but laughed joyously, putting his hands on my shoulders and shaking me a little, while he cried: "Ay, Ranald; I did but play with you.