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See now to their arming, let them be mounted and ready with speed, for in this hour we ride." "Aye, master," cried Roger, his eyes a-dance, "that will I, moreover " "Walkyn, to thee I give the pikes henceforth. As for our archers Giles, which now think you fittest to command?"
And ever as they went came scattered groups of Sir Benedict's stout rear-guard, staggering with weariness and limping with wounds, the while, upon the plain beyond, Eric with his men-at-arms and Walkyn with the survivors of the foresters and Giles with his archers and pikemen, holding the foe in play, fell back upon the town, compact and orderly.
Therefore, when ye came not, our comrades fell to factions and riot, whereat I, perforce, smote me one or two and Walkyn three or four and so brought peace among them.
"Aye aye, and what of Eric?" spake a third voice a soft voice and liquid, and a man stepped forth of the rocks with two other men at his heels. "Now well met, Eric o' the Noose," quoth Walkyn. "I bring promise of more booty, and mark this, Eric I bring also him that you wot of."
But when we would have tarried yet for thee, these rogue-fellows clamoured for Walkyn to lead them into the wild, back to their ancient outlawry; so loud they clamoured and so oft, that, in the end, Walkyn smiled a strange thing in him, master but he agreed, whereon we came nigh to cutting each other's throats, he and I. Howbeit, in the end he went, he and all the other rogues.
"Pertolepe's wolves!" he panted, "two of them have I slain within the last mile," and grinning, he patted the haft of his axe. "What news, Walkyn?" "Death!" panted Walkyn, "there be five dead men a-swing from the bartizan tower above Garthlaxton Keep, and one that dieth under the torture e'en now, for I heard grievous outcry, and all by reason of thy escape, lord."
Walkyn, thy company doth lack for five, meseemeth?" "Aye, master for five; two fell in Winisfarne where I lay in bonds; other three were slain in the pursuit." "Saw Sir Rollo aught of thee?" "Nay, lord, we lay well hid." "'Tis very well. Are they many?" "Of horsemen I counted full three thousand, master." "And I, lord," quoth Ulf, "did reckon over two thousand foot."
"For that there be too many of Giles hereabouts, and one Giles talketh enough for twenty. So will I to Walkyn that seldom talketh enough for one." So saying Roger arose, donned his shirt of mail and, buckling his sword about him, strode incontinent away.
"Why, as to that, good brother," said the archer, "'tis but that that we do think thee something changed of aspect." "Changed!" said Beltane, and laughed short and bitter, "aye, 'tis like I am." "Lord," quoth Walkyn, clenching mighty fists, "have they tormented thee was it the torture, lord?" "Aye," nodded Beltane, "'twas the torture. So now good comrades, here will I sleep awhile.
Quoth Beltane, staring: "Now what aileth the maid, think ye? But 'tis no matter we are well quit of her, meseemeth." So saying, he turned to behold Roger flat upon his belly and with his ear to the ground. "Master," cried he, "master, there be horsemen i' the forest hereabouts a great company!" "Why then, do you mount, Roger, and hie thee with Sir Fidelis hot-foot to Walkyn at Hundleby Fen.
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