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Kenric held the animal while his brother drove his sharp dirk into its white and throbbing throat. The kid turned its soft blue eyes upon him and gave a plaintive bleat. Its warm breath rose visible in the morning air and then died away. "'Tis done!" said Kenric, and Dovenald brought the burning arrow and extinguished it in the kid's blood. With the innocent blood he smeared the arrow's shaft.
Dovenald laid down the bleating kid, whose little feet were tethered one to the other, and he bade the two youths go about and gather some dry twigs of heather and gorse that a fire might be made. A soft breeze from over the moorland played with the silvery locks of the old man's bare head.
And I ask Dovenald Dornoch if this be not so?" At this Alpin held speech with Dovenald the lawman, and his face grew sullen in disappointment.
Kenric turned to Dovenald for reply, knowing well that Dovenald was better learned than any other man in the breast laws of that land. "My lady," said Dovenald, "he must be judged and punished for his crime as the wise men of Bute shall direct. Justice will be done. Fear not for that." "Justice?" cried she. "I know well what justice means with your wise men.
And you, Alpin, wherefore did you suffer your father to be left alone with these men?" "Alas, my mother, was it possible I could foresee this crime?" said Alpin. "Even my poor father could not have seen treachery through the mask of his brother's friendship." "There has been some quarrel," said Dovenald the bard. "Heard you aught of a dispute between them, young man?"
There, cutting down old Dovenald in a most cruel fashion, Roderic tore down the honoured red lion of Scotland and hoisted in its stead the blue and white falcon of the Norseman. This done, he returned with his many followers to the hall and charged upon the men of Rothesay in their rear. Kenric, placed thus between two strong companies of his enemies, was taken at a sore disadvantage.
And yesternight you were disposed to leave the guilty earl to whatever punishment the wise men should appoint." "Reflection has changed me, Dovenald; and were Roderic before me at this moment I would willingly lay him dead at my feet. Should Alpin fail to slay him, then will I fulfil my revenge. In fair fight or by stealth Roderic shall surely die."
"Alas, that I should ever hear such words from one so young!" murmured Dovenald. And the old man continued his complaints until they had entered the castle gates. Under the clear sky of high noon the people of Bute had assembled on the great plain of Laws, at the margin of Loch Ascog.
Very soon the golden light of the rising sun kissed here and there the jagged peaks of Goatfell, and Dovenald bent his head and murmured a prayer, calling upon God to shed His light into the hearts of men and to guide them in the solemn work they were called upon to fulfil that day. Then he turned to Alpin. "Now kindle me the fire," he said. "Here are flint and steel.
He slew with his own hand a full score of the garrison and passed over their dead bodies up the stone stairs. In a little time thereafter he stood upon the battlements, where Dovenald and his companions of the bow were showering their arrows upon the invaders without the walls.
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