[A Prince of Cornwall by Charles W. Whistler]@TWC D-Link book
A Prince of Cornwall

CHAPTER IV
17/23

Maybe the wattled hovels of the thralls that clustered round it inside the great earthworks were not what would have been suffered in the days of those terrible men who made the fortress, but I doubt not that they stood on the foundations of the quarters of the soldiers who had held it for Rome.
The guard turned out in orderly wise as we came to the gates, and they wore the Roman helm and corselet, and bore the heavy Roman spear and short heavy sword.

But that war gear I had seen before on the other Welsh border, and I had a scar, moreover, that would tell that I had been within reach of one weapon or the other.

I knew their tongue, too, almost as well as my own, for Owen had taught it me, saying that I might need it at some time.

It had already been of use to the king in the frontier troubles, for I could interpret for him, but I think that Owen had in his mind the coming of some such day as this.
Now, Owen would have me speak to the guard and tell them our errand, and I rode forward and did so.

The short day was almost over by this time; and the captain who came to meet me did not seem to notice my Saxon arms in the shadow of the high rampart.


<<Back  Index  Next>>

D-Link book Top

TWC mobile books