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Albinik then told his wife that when he had been taken into the Roman general's tent, he had waited for Caesar, in company with the interpreter, up to the moment when they both returned to the tent, under the conduct of a slave. Meroë told in turn what had occurred to her.
She flooded space with so brilliant a light that Albinik and his wife could see as in full day, and as far as the most distant horizon, the country that stretched at their feet. Suddenly, a light cloud of smoke, at first whitish, then black, presently colored with the red tints of a kindling fire, rose above one of the hamlets scattered in the plain. "Hesus! Hesus!" exclaimed Meroë.
On this memorable evening, in the presence of all the members of our family united in the Gallic camp, except my brother Albinik, who had joined the Gallic fleet in the bay of Morbihan, my father Joel, the brenn of the tribe of Karnak, addressed me, his eldest born, Guilhern the laborer, who now writes this account. He said to me: "To-morrow, my son, is the day of battle. We shall fight hard.
It was the same in all the regions which Albinik and Meroë had traversed in one night and day of travel, on their way from Vannes to the mouth of the Loire, where was pitched the camp of Caesar. All this territory had been burned by its inhabitants, and they abandoned the smoking ruins to join the Gallic army, assembled in the environs of Vannes.
Stirred up, like her husband, by the song of war, Meroë repeated with him, seeming to defy Caesar, whose tent they discerned in the distance: "Tor-e-benn! Tor-e-benn! Tor-e-benn!" Still the bark of Albinik and Meroë played with the rocks and surges of those dangerous roads, sometimes drawing off shore, sometimes in.
"By Hesus; we must get that poniard back," said Albinik, retracing his steps toward the tree. "You have need of a weapon, and this one my brother Mikael forged and tempered himself. It will pierce a sheet of copper." "Oh; I shall find it, Albinik. In that well-tempered little blade of steel one has an answer for all, and in all languages."
Then, the passage reconnoitred, I shall return on board to pilot the fleet even to the mouth of the harbor of Vannes." "I no longer suspect," answered the interpreter. "But according to Caesar's order, neither the soldier nor I may leave you a single instant." "Let it be as you wish," assented Albinik. A small boat was lowered from the galley.
He had flung over his back a sack with provisions for the way. The large sleeves of his blouse revealed his left arm, wrapped to the elbow in a bloody bandage. Husband and wife had left Vannes for some minutes, when Albinik, stopping, sad and deeply moved, said to Meroë: "There is still time consider. We are going to beard the lion in his den. He is tricky, distrustful and savage.
At the name of the Chief of the Hundred Valleys, Caesar knit his brows, and his face was filled with envy and hatred. The interpreter resumed, addressing Albinik: "Explain yourself." "I am a sailor, and command a merchant vessel. Several other captains and I received the order to transport some armed men by sea, and to disembark them in the harbor of Vannes, by the bay of Morbihan. I obeyed.
It is with hands raised to you, thankful and happy, O, Hesus, that we shall disappear in the bottom of the deep, with the enemies of our sacred Gaul!" The bark of Albinik and Meroë, almost grazing the rocks and glancing over the surges along the dangerous ashore, sometimes drew away from, sometimes approached the bank.
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