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Iylaine hears what Leofwine wants to say

'Come in!'

“Wyn?” the thin voice called from behind the door after the knock. “It’s Iylaine.”

“Come in!” Eadwyn called after a quick glance at Leofwine. Leofwine appeared to be amused.

Sir Sigefrith gets his father's advice

'I hope you will stay at least a few days.'

“I hope you will stay at least a few days, for your mother’s sake,” Leofric said as he and his son came into his study after dinner.

“I suppose I shall,” Sigefrith said. “It’s an agreeable change to have someone to fuss over me again.”

Sir Sigefrith gets the birthday treatment

'My boy! My boy!'

“My boy! My boy!” Lady Eadgith cried and ran into the hall and into her son’s arms.

“Look who’s here, mother!” Leofric beamed.

Dunstan stirs up Iylaine

'Dunstan? May I come in?'

“Dunstan? May I come in? It’s Iylaine,” the elf girl called in her thin, high voice, adding a knock for good measure.

Dunstan sighed and closed his book. “Come in!” he called.

Alred remembers a girl

'And we took some eggs...'

“And we took some eggs,” Cynewulf gushed, “and we opened the door a crack, and we put the eggs on top of the door, and when Cook came and opened the door, they fell off like BOOM! on her head, and cracked and got egg everywhere!”

'They fell off like BOOM! on her head!'

Egelric enters the nightmare house

Egelric swore loudly at his mare.

Egelric swore loudly at his mare, which she knew for a sign that she was to pick up the pace.

He had by now lost all the warmth of the cup of wine he had drunk at Nothelm. He could have eaten supper there as well, but he had been too anxious and had only wanted to return home. All afternoon he had been plagued by a nameless fear that twisted in his belly and made him feel too ill to eat in any case.

Alwy and his son quarrel

Gunnilda, Wynna, Bedwig, and Gytha were all seated in an adoring circle around him.

Alwy knew Bertie was home as soon as he stepped through the back door and heard the laughter coming from the kitchen. Gunnilda, Wynna, Bedwig, and Gytha were all seated in an adoring circle around him, and Bertie was amusing them with one of his funny stories.

“Hallo, Bertie,” Alwy said awkwardly, interrupting their fun.

Sir Sigefrith offers to help

Wynflaed had meant to come rushing through the door.

Wynflaed had meant to come rushing through the door in her eagerness to return to the grateful warmth of the kitchen. Oh, she was cold! Her bones ached with it, her head was dizzy with it, her feet were soaked and chilled, her fingers were numb—

There was her little mother, smiling, turned away from her fire--and there was Sigefrith sitting at the table next to Heafoc.

Alwy gets a new affliction

'Well, Alwy Hogge!'

“Well, Alwy Hogge!” Hildegith cried.

“Hallo, Hildegith.” Alwy looked miserably at the boot he held in one hand, and then down at his feet, only one of which was shod. No matter how often she came, Hildegith always managed to catch him in an awkward situation.