Child Christopher 全本TXT下载 佚名 在线下载无广告 he

is instead

of her

captivity;

and I tell

thee it is

by that

only I may

make her

joyous.

And now

one word:

thou that

criest out

For the

Tofts in

battle art

not

altogether

unfriended,

meseemeth."

Christopher

looked up

proudly

and

fiercely:

he said:

"Forsooth,

Lord, my

friends

are good,

though

thou

callest

them

wolf-heads

and

gallows-meat."

"Champion,"

said the

Earl,

laughing,

"that may

well be

sooth; and

there are

a many ups

and downs

in the

world.

Bethink