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Moreover, Gadarn bid me say that he has fallen on the tracks of the lad Cormac, and that we are almost sure to find him in the neighbourhood of your father's town." "What say you?" exclaimed Bladud, dropping his drumstick not the same one, but another which he had just begun "repeat that." Beniah repeated it.
While the prince and the Hebrew were thus conversing, Cormac was speeding towards the camp of Gadarn. He quickly arrived, and was immediately arrested by one of the sentinels. Taken before one of the chief officers, he was asked who he was, and where he came from. "That I will tell only to your chief," said the lad. "I am a chief," replied the officer proudly.
"I doubt if I should have followed Bladud but if I had not he would have died and I don't like to think of all the deceptions I have been practising though I couldn't very well help it could I? Then I fear that Bladud will forget Cormac when he learns to despise Branwen " "Despise Branwen!" shouted Gadarn, fiercely, as his hand involuntarily grasped the hilt of his sword.
"Well, of course, I mean that my friendship for you and Bladud makes me wish to see you each satisfied by finding both the boy and the girl." "For my part," said Bladud, quietly, "I sincerely hope that we may find them both, for we are equally anxious to do so." "Equally!" exclaimed Gadarn, with a look of lofty surprise.
As Gadarn could not induce the prince to alter his decision, and, for reasons of his own, did not choose to enlighten him, they parted there the chief setting off with his troops in the direction of Hudibras' town, and the prince returning to his booth, accompanied by Captain Arkal, little Maikar, the hunter of the Hot Swamp, and about thirty of his father's men, who had elected to stay with him.
"This is all very well," interrupted the impatient Gadarn, "and I have no doubt you are excellent friends though somewhat demonstrative, but we are holding a council of war not of affection and as the enemy may be close at hand it behoves us to be smart. Shake hands, Gunrig; you and I must be friends when we fight on the same side. Now, let us to work. Who is to have the chief command?"
That evening the doctor of the royal household was summoned by an affrighted servitor to the apartment of Gadarn, who had been overheard choking. The alarmed man of medicine went at once, and, bursting into the room without knocking, found the great northern chief sitting on the edge of his couch purple in the face and with tears in his eyes.
"Now, Konar, give them a tune from your pipe," said Gadarn, whose eyes were blazing with excitement. The hunter of the Swamp obeyed, and it seemed as though a mammoth bull of Bashan had been suddenly let loose on the fugitives.
Horns of enormous size, said to have belonged to this humped ox or bison, were for many ages preserved in the church. Many will exclaim who was Hu Gadarn?
"Both are as they should be," answered Gadarn, returning the salutation. "I thank you," replied the prince, "my arm is indeed strong, but my head is not quite as clear as it might be." "Love got anything to do with it?" asked Gadarn, with a knowing look. "Not the love of woman, if that is what you mean."
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