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Updated: June 11, 2025
To go plunging off into the thick of the enemy, endangering in his person the hope of the whole English nation " The young noble relaxed from his earnestness to laugh. "Now has habit outrid your manners, Morcard. So long have you been wont to use your tongue on my heedlessness, that it begins mechanically to perform the same office for Edmund. In a king, such courage inspires " "Courage!"
"By Saint Cuthbert," he muttered, "too much has not been told concerning the sharpness of children!" But the Etheling made no answer whatever. After he had ridden a long time staring away across the fields, he met the old man's eyes gravely. "It is not alone because I am sore under his tongue, Morcard. Were he what I had thought him, I would remain quiet under harder words.
Two of the three warriors made no other answer than to gurgle their drink noisily in their throats; but the one whom he had called Morcard answered dryly, "It is not against testing the new king that we would advise you, Lord Sebert; it is against trusting him. But we will not be troublesome." He lifted his hand suddenly to his ear. "Horses' feet! And stopping by the King's fire "
Had I but used my mind to think with, instead of to plan feasts I am moved to dash my brains out when I remember it!" "Nay, it is my judgment that was lacking," Morcard said bitterly. "I was an old dog that could not learn a new trick. I should have seen that the old ways no longer avail. The fault was mine."
Restive under the restraining hand, the young noble faced him desperately. "Morcard, in God's name, what would you have me do? I will not bend to it, nor would you wish me to. Or sooner or later " "Let it be later, lord. After you have had time to marshal your wits, and when it is daylight, and you have your men at your back." After a while, the Etheling yielded and turned aside.
The old cniht, who considered that a command to military service could be justified only by imminent national destruction, was deeply incensed when he learned that the call was to no more than an officership in the new body of Royal Guards, but the young lord checked him with even a touch of impatience. "What a throng of many words, my friend Morcard, have you spoken!
With a gesture, half paternal, half respectful, he betook himself across the grass to the gate. Old Morcard turned and stepped up into the doorway, from which he looked down indulgently upon his laughing master. "It happened formerly, Lord Sebert, that I knew how to command your earnestness, and that speedily; but that time has long gone by.
How! Would you have me read treason in your sluggishness? My armor!" The page started up, but it was only to stare past him and fling out his hand toward a window, where a bright light had suddenly shot athwart the darkness: "Lord, they have set fire to something!" The voice of old Morcard rose shrill: "To the storehouses! Save the grain!"
If then, to weigh all perils like a soldier, if then, you do witness it with your own eyes?" The blue gave out a flash of smitten steel. Morcard answered as to words: "You will be one against many, lord." "You cannot mean that the Witan will comply with him!" the Etheling cried. "How is it possible that they should do otherwise?
Followed by old Morcard and the fat monk, the Etheling descended from the doorway and stood on the broad step, shading his eyes from the glare of brilliant light while he looked about him with evident pleasure in the fairness of the day. "Now is the time to lay by a store of sweet memories against the stress of winter weather," he said. "Whither do you go to harvest the sunshine, father?"
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