complaint to Dunstan, and Dunstan went to look for the missing king.
When the latter came to the queen's apartment, and was refused
admittance, he broke open the door, upbraided Edwy for his absence
from the feast, and, seizing him by the collar, dragged and pushed
him roughly back to the banqueting-hall.

Edwy, of course, resented this treatment. Dunstan replied by
accusing him of great impropriety, and talked in a very overbearing
way, and Edwy, though a considerate boy, and of a mild disposition,
at last lost his temper.

"You have a very nice sense of propriety," he said. "You were the
treasurer in the last reign, I believe. I intend to call you to
account for the way that you fulfilled your trust."

Dunstan was greatly astonished, and, guilty man that he was, he
began to feel very unsafe.

The boy king made the attempt which he had threatened, to call
Dunstan to account for his late doings in the treasury. But the
latter, when he found that Edwy was in earnest, fled to Ghent.

The nobles saw somewhat into his true character when he thus
disappeared from court, and a party of men was sent in pursuit of
him to put out his eyes. But he was too foxy to be caught, and
arrived safely in Belgium at last, to make a great deal of trouble
in the world yet.

Incited by Dunstan, Odo raised a rebellion. When he had drawn to
himself a sufficient party to insure his personal safety, he
proclaimed Edgar, the younger brother of Edwy, king.

Dunstan returned to England, and joined Odo, and this precious pair
soon discovered the value of their piety, as you shall presently
see.

Edwy the Fair loved the girl queen. She was beautiful as well as
amiable, and was as devoted to her husband as she was lovely. Odo
and Dunstan wished to break the spirit of Edwy, and thought to
accomplish their end by capturing the queen. They caused her to be
stolen from one of the royal palaces, and her cheeks to be burned
with hot irons, in order to destroy the beauty that had so enchanted
the boy king. They then sent her to Ireland, and sold her as a
slave.

The Irish people pitied the weeping maiden, and loved her. They
healed the scars on her cheeks, that the hot irons had made. When
her beauty returned, she grew light-hearted again, and all her
dreams were of the king.

Then the Irish people released her from bondage, and gave her money
to return to Edwy