You are the Eletto of Aalst, the pillager of cities, and this cannot be swept aside as easily as the dust from the floor.
The Eletto was at liberty to choose his own quarters, and there was no lack of stately dwellings in Aalst.
The sun was setting behind pleasant Aalst as he approached, and the sky looked as if it was strewn with roses.
She detained the smith in the house, repeating her former words: "The men from Aalst are not coming; he is keeping diem back."
And did he know that my mother was so near to him, that she was in Aalst.
