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"Truly!" cried Beltane, clenching his fists, "and he marcheth on Winisfarne, to burn and hang " "Content you, my lord Beltane, Waldron of Brand lieth in Winisfarne, and I am here " "So doth my heart rejoice for thee, Benedict, thou right trusty and doughty friend. But how came ye hither, and wherefore? Methought thee yet in Thrasfordham!" "Aha, dear lad, so doth Ivo at this moment, I pray God.
"Alas!" cried the friar, wringing his hands, "what news is this?" "O good friar," sobbed the woman, "my lord's hand hath been so heavy upon us of late so heavy: and there came messengers from Thrasfordham in Bourne bidding us thither with fair promises: and my father, being head of our village, hearkened to them and we made ready to cross into Bourne.
"Less," quoth Roger; "Garthlaxton is so strong a score of men have held it ere now. 'Tis accounted the strongest castle in all the Duchy, save only Thrasfordham." "Truly 'tis very strong!" said Beltane thoughtfully, and lying down again he closed his eyes and spake slow and drowsily "Aye, 'tis so strong, its garrison, being secure, should sleep sound o' nights.
A week agone and, ere the investment was complete, wondrous news reached me from Waldron of Brand, whose sire bore my pennon in thy noble father's wars. Aha! methinks shall be great doings within the greenwood anon!" "Aye, but what of Thrasfordham? An Duke Ivo besiege it " "And what would ye here, Sir Benedict?" "Fight, Beltane, fight!
But when we found thee not, we burned it, and thereafter the outlaws vanished all within the wild-wood; Sir Jocelyn rode away a-singing mighty doleful, and we three came to Thrasfordham according to thy word. But when ye came not, master, by will of Sir Benedict we set out, all three, to find thee, and came to a cave of refuge Walkyn wots of: there do we sleep by night and by day search for thee.
Now here stand I, together with Sir Benedict of Bourne who holdeth Thrasfordham Keep, pledged to live henceforth, sword in hand, until these evils are no more since 'tis only by bitter strife and conflict that evil may be driven from our borders.
"Nay, I'm for the woods in faith, to seek me desperate rogues, wild men whose lives being forfeit, are void of all hope and fear. So, get thee to Sir Benedict and speak him this from me, to wit: that while he holdeth Ivo in check before Thrasfordham, I will arise indeed and bring with me flame and steel from out the wild-wood.
"Messire," quoth the young knight, stifling his groans, "art very strong and wondrous gentle withal!" Now while this was a-doing, the young knight must needs talk. "Ho!" cried he, "'twas a good fight, messire, and he who gave me this was none other than Benedict of Bourne himself whom our good Duke doth fondly imagine pent up within Thrasfordham!
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