sten was beside himself with alarm, but the councillor quieted him, asked him to relate his story, and promised to be his friend.
I am sharing a tent with two old maids and a sten from Richmond.
sten wandered lonely among the festive groups, without the hope of meeting a friend.
sten thought it belter to descend and try to explain himself.
The gate was opened and sten was admitted into the garden, where he was told to wait.
When the iron was glowing as red as blood, sten woke him again.
They met therefore first again at sten's bier, at the side of which they both kneeled.
sten had been once used to it, but he refrained from saying so.
"And yet I am thinking of becoming a blacksmith," said sten innocently.
"I seek for the peace which the world cannot give," answered sten.