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Then I knew what must have been the meaning of the sounds we heard and thought nothing of the creak, and the fall, and the stifled cry. Sighard looked once, and then threw himself on his knees, drawing his stout seax as he did so. "Have it up!" he said, with his teeth clenched, "have it up!" Then a thought came to me, and I beckoned to Erling.
I thought he had most likely gone homeward, either on business or else because he would fain hear no more of what he had done in the way of bad woodcraft. Sighard said plainly that it was just as well that he had gone, or his clumsiness would have been spoken of pretty plainly.
"Would he not let Sighard the thane come to Fernlea, where his daughter is?" "Truly, if you will. But it is safer for you to come to him. There Jefan will have all care for all of you until he may send you home.
There I found Father Selred, and together we waited for Sighard. Erling sat on the settle by the door, with his weapons laid handy to him, on guard. "All seems well, father," I said; "there is naught but friendliness here." "Well indeed," he answered. "It is good to hear the talk of priests and nobles alike; they know the worth of our young king."
Sighard grasped my arm. "Speak to him, and bid him hold his tongue if he has heard the tale, else he and you are dead men. Get to him at once." I thought, indeed, that there was need to do so, though Erling was in nowise talkative.
Then came a message from Thetford that the widowed queen, Ethelbert's mother, would speak with him, and without delay he went to her. Offa had left her in peace in her own house; but now she would go to Crowland, that she might be with her who should have been her daughter, and thither Sighard took her. Then he went to see what had happened with his own place, and found it untouched.
I believe it was no affair of the spur of the moment, but wrought in revenge on Sighard and myself. Now what more I said to Hilda at this time is no matter, but at the end of the words I made shift to put together she knew that I could wish no more than to guard her with my life, and for all my life, and naught more was needed to be said between us.
It was wonderful to see the face of the chaplain lighten at this. "Laus Deo," he said under his breath, and his hand sought mine again and gripped it. "That is a terrible load off my heart," he said. "Yet I have heard that our good Sighard is slain. They have burned the hall of honest Witred over his head, and he is gone, and it was said that Sighard fell there with him."
"I do not know what came to Gymbert, for he knows more of woodcraft than most of us. Maybe he thought it his boar by all right, and was over hasty." "A jealous hunter is no pleasant companion," answered Sighard, with a shrug of his broad shoulders. "Well, there is no harm done, but to the poor steed yonder."
I have thought that by-and-by, when Sighard is fit to move hence, we might get to one of the Welsh ports, and so cross into my own land, Wessex, unknown to any in all Mercia." Erling nodded. "That is good," he said. "I only wish we were a trifle farther from the Wye now, or that we had a few more men." "You think that Gymbert is still to be feared?" "T know it.
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