Renelde gave her promise , but in the evening Guilbert arrived at the cottage . Seeing that the cloth was no farther advanced than it was the evening before , he inquired the reason . Renelde confessed that the Countess had prayed her not to let her husband die . ` Will he consent to our marriage ? ' ` No . ' ` Let him die then . ' ` But what will the Countess say ? ' ` The Countess will understand that it is not your fault ; the Count alone is guilty of his own death . ' ` Let us wait a little . Perhaps his heart may be softened . ' So they waited for one month , for two , for six , for a year . The spinner spun no more . The Count had ceased to persecute her , but he still refused his consent to the marriage . Guilbert became impatient . The poor girl loved him with her whole soul , and she was more unhappy than she had been before , when Burchard was only tormenting her body . ` Let us have done with it , ' said Guilbert . ` Wait a little still , ' pleaded Renelde . But the young man grew weary . He came more rarely to Locquignol , and very soon he did not come at all . Renelde felt as if her heart would break , but she held firm .
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Burchard Count Countess Guilbert Locquignol Renelde before month spinner year