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Updated: May 4, 2025
I found myself active of body, and in sound mind, but in character and heart I found myself softened, enervated, timid, and, why not say the word? cowardly! Aye, cowardly! I, Guilhern, son of Joel, the brenn of the tribe of Karnak. I looked timidly around me. Every minute my heart seemed to sink, and tears came to my eyes, as formerly the flush of anger and pride had mantled my forehead.
His son, Guilhern, who, mounted on the stranger's horse, had followed the van, took an ox-horn that was opened at both ends, and using it for a trumpet blew three times. The signal was speedily answered by a great barking of dogs. "Here we are at home!" said Joel to the stranger. "Be not alarmed at the barking of the dogs. Listen!
One of them passed close to me, and said in a low voice: "Guilhern, we are shaven; but hair will grow again, and nails also." I comprehended that the Gaul wished to give me to understand that some day would come the hour of vengeance. But in the great cowardice which paralyzed me since my awakening, such was my fear of the "horse-dealer" that I pretended not to understand my countryman.
That loud voice that dominates all the others is Deber-Trud's, from whom descends the valiant breed of war dogs that you will see to-morrow. My son Guilhern will take your horse to the stable. The animal will find a good shelter and plenty of provender." At the sound of Guilhern's trump, one of the family came out of the house holding a resin torch.
Detaching thereupon from her arm her two garnet bracelets, Hena said to the wife of her brother Guilhern, the laborer: "Hena prays her sister Henory to wear this bracelet out of love for her." And giving the other bracelet to her brother the mariner she said: "Your wife, Meroë, whom I love as much for her courage as for her noble heart, is to keep this bracelet as a souvenir from me."
Father and son precipitated themselves unexpectedly upon the traveler. Each took him by a leg, and both being large and robust men, raised him erect over his saddle, giving at the same time a thump with their knees to his horse's belly. The animal ran ahead, and Joel and Guilhern respectfully lowered the rider on his feet to the ground.
"It was because, beyond all others, little Hena was sweet, patient and kind to the children; it was because, when only twelve, she instructed them like at matron at the cottage of the female druids of the Isle of Sen," said Guilhern in his turn.
"But what was the reason of such a barbarity, friend guest?" asked Henory, the young wife of Guilhern embracing her two children, little Sylvest and little Syomara, both of whom she took on her knees as if fearing to see them exposed to a similar danger.
We shall have done him a good turn, and he will give us the news from Gaul and of the other countries that he has visited." "Besides, it will be a great joy to my sister Hena who is to come home to-morrow for the feast of her birthday." "Oh, Guilhern, I never thought of the pleasure that my beloved daughter will have listening to the stranger! He must be our guest!" "That he shall be, father!
"And in honor of her," said Guilhern breaking in upon his mother and proudly pointing the stranger to an eight year old child of surprising beauty, "in honor of our ancestral grandmother Syomara, who was as beautiful as she was brave, I have given her name to this little girl of mine." "This is indeed a most charming child," remarked the stranger struck by the lovely face of little Syomara.
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