Oldal 23 [23]
YON and’ TÜNSENB
SA ae Po ) Y Orittany
ry NCE upon a time there lived in Brittany
a noble lord, who was called the Baron
Kerver. His manor-house was the most beautiful in the
province. It was a great Gothic castle, with a groined
roof and walls, covered with carving, that looked at
distance like a vine climbing over an arbor. On the
first floor six stained-glass balcony windows looked out
on each side toward the rising and the setting sun. In
the morning, when the baron, mounted on his dun mare,
went forth into the forest, followed by his tall grey¬
hounds, he saw at each window one of his daughters,
with prayer-book in hand, praying for the house’ of
Kerver, and who, with their fair curls, blue eyes, and
clasped hands, might have been taken for six Madonnas in
an azure niche. At evening, when the sun declined and
the -baron- returned homeward, after ‘riding round. his
domains, he perceived from afar, in the windows looking
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