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21315	Fenn, George Manville	The King's Sons			.txt	text/plain	11624	685	92	"You see, we must have fighting-men, Swythe," said the King; and then he "Come, that's bravely spoken, Alfred, boy; I like that," said the jarl, "There isn't time to learn everything, my boys," said the monk sadly. "Come along, Fred," cried Bert, and the monk turned his head sidewise so "Come and help me, boys," cried Bald; but the others only laughed. "I'm going to stop with Father Swythe," cried Alfred. "Yes," said the monk sadly; "but, my boys, the warrior who's a scholar Alfred said nothing; he was watching the monk going slowly and sadly "Never mind, boy," said the little monk cheerily; "come to my room, and "I wish you could, Fred, my boy," said the monk, smiling; "but you must "Now watch me," said the old man, and Alfred looked closely while Swythe "Yes," said the boy, still watching; "that looks a little better, "I, my boy?" said the monk sadly.	./cache/21315.txt	./txt/21315.txt