Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 4, 2025
And that was good hearing for us all, for there was not a man who did not long to be up and doing, though to smite a blow for Havelok should be the last deed that he might do. They made me captain of the courtmen who were Havelok's own, maybe because I had served with Alsi, and Withelm was captain of Goldberga's own guard.
I stayed with him last night, and he is on his way even now to Lincoln, driven by the famine. I mean the old British priest David, who has his little hut and chapel in the Cabourn woods. His people have no more to give him." I knew that Withelm thought much of this old man of late, and I was not surprised to hear him speak of him now.
Nor can we say aught to Havelok, though he is troubled, for we know nothing. As for the dream, that is part of it all, and it is a portent, as I think." "Did I know the man who could read it, I would go to him and tell him it." "There is one man who can read dreams well," Withelm answered, flushing a little, "but I do not know if you would care to seek him.
So we went back and got into the doorway, and we could not bar it at first. But Withelm hewed off the blade of Raven's oar, and I went out and cleared the folk away for a space, and leapt back; and Havelok and I got the door shut quickly against them as they came back on it, and we barred it with the oar loom. That was but pine, however, and it would not last long.
Withelm saw at once that Havelok had no weapon but the bar, and he ran to him and held out his own axe. "Thanks, brother. Mine is inside the door. Get it for me," said he; but now he was laughing, and doing not much harm to anyone, and as I got behind his back I saw why this was. There was only one of Griffin's men left, and all the rest of the crowd of half-armed men were townsfolk.
And with that Berthun was well content for the time. "Well, then," said I, "see to Havelok's arms, while we get the horses ready, for I want Withelm here." So Havelok and his new man went into the house with his arms, and then I saw Goldberga beckoning to us.
There is nothing to tell of what happened at this feast, for Sigurd asked no questions of us but the most common ones of sea, and wind, and voyage, and never a word that would have been hard for Havelok to answer in this company, where men of Hodulf's might well be present. Withelm noticed this, and said that no doubt it was done purposely, and he thought much of it.
There is the court, and at the court a strong man is likely to be welcome, if only as one who shall keep the starving poor from the doors, as porter." He spoke bitterly, for Alsi, the king, had no good name for kindness, and at that Withelm laughed sadly.
"That is a good thought, and we can get there easily. Well it will be, also, for the men are wild now, and there have been too many slain and hurt for them to listen to reason." "Bide you here," said Withelm, "for it is we whom they seek. Then you can talk to them." But he would not do that, seeing that we had been put in his charge by the jarl. "I go with you," he said.
Now Alsi will tell him all this, and if we are not followed I am mistaken. He would think nothing of wiping out our party to take the princess, and Alsi will not mind if he does. How shall we give him the slip?" Withelm rode with his chin over his shoulder, and I beckoned him and told him this. Not long was his quick wit in seeing a way out of what might be a danger.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking