Identifier: stnicholasserial271dodg (find matches)
Title: St. Nicholas (serial)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905
Subjects: Children's literature
Publisher: (New York : Scribner & Co.)
Contributing Library: Information and Library Science Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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ing intohis face like a startled deer. Dont give meback to the Moor! I shall not be in haste to give thee to any-body, fair lady, he answered, making her adeep bow. Elena put her hands over her face andbegan to sob pitifully. How came she here? asked one soldierof another. A Spanish girl, and under ourvery walls! Perhaps a spy. At this word a young Moor rode up closer,saying, Thou hast taken a fair prisoner,Amar. I think from her looks she is of gentlebirth, so we must treat her gallantly. Elena looked up. He had very kind eyesthat were wide apart and honest. His.neckwas brown and strong, and he held his headproudly, shaking it backward when he spoke.Surely she had seen that gesture before, andthe eyes too, and that proud smile. Her lipsparted with a quick-drawn breath. Reduan, Reduan! she cried, clasping hislarge, cup-like stirrup in both hands. I amElena. Look at me—I am indeed! He leaped down from his horse in a trice,and knelt before her. Star of the Morning, he said, thou shalt
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SURELY SHE HAD SEEN THAT GESTURE BEEORF, AND THE EYES TOO, AND THAT PROUD SMILE. 544 ELENA S CAPTIVE. (Feb. fear naught. I and my sword are with thee,by the grace of God. The cavaliers stood back in astonishment,and Amar looked angry, until Reduan, standingup straight, pointed to a torn ribbon on his arm. It is my lady, for whose honor and Gra-nadas I will fight and die. The cavaliers murmured applause, andReduan, stepping nearer, said to Amar: Let me pay thee the ransom for thy pris-oner, O Amar. I will take naught from my friend, an-swered Amar, gallantly. The lady is thine. Then, full of joy, Reduan lifted her to hishorse, and, mounting behind her, rode away)talking to her softly about his mother andGulnare, to whom he would bring her, andmaking her ever gladder as they went along.The lane led through a towered gate that thekeeper opened to let them into Granada. ToElena, whose life had been spent in the quietof a mountain castle, the wilderness of housesand crowds of people were t

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