The Story of the Glittering Plain: Which Has Been Also Called the Land of Living Men or the Acre of the UndyingMorris, William
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The Story of the Glittering Plain: Which Has Been Also Called the Land of Living Men or the Acre of the Undying
Morris, William
Fantasy fiction, English
Said the chieftain: "Yea, this is right and due, and so shall it be. But
now, since no freeman, who is not a foe of the passing hour, may abide in
our hall without eating of our meat, come up here, Hallblithe, and sit by
me, and eat and drink of the best we have, since the Norns would not give
us thine head for a gable-knop. But what wilt thou do with thy thrall
the Puny Fox; and whereto in the hall wilt thou have him shown? Or wilt
thou that he sit fasting in the darkness to-night, laid in gyves and
fetters? Or shall he have the cheer of whipping and stripes, as
befitteth a thrall to whom the master oweth a grudge? What is thy will
with him?"
Said Hallblithe: "My will is that thou give him a seat next to me,
whether that be high or low, or the bench of thy prison-house. That he
eat of my dish, and drink of my cup, whatsoever the meat and drink may
be. For to-morrow I mean that we twain shall go under the earth-collar
together, and that our blood shall run together and that we shall be
brothers in arms henceforward." Then Hallblithe did on his helm again
and drew his sword, and looked aside to the Puny Fox to bid him do the
like, and he did so, and Hallblithe said: "Chieftain, thou hast bidden me
to table, and I thank thee; but I will not set my teeth in meat, out of
our own house and land, which hath not been truly given to me by one who
wotteth of me, unless I have conquered it as a prey of battle; neither
will I cast a lie into the loving-cup which shall pass from thy lips to
mine: therefore I will tell thee, that though I laid a stroke or two on
the Puny Fox, and those no light ones, yet was this battle nought true
and real, but a mere beguiling, even as that which I saw foughten in this
hall aforetime, when meseemeth the slain men rose up in time to drink the
good-night cup. Therefore, O men of the Ravagers, and thou, O Puny Fox,
there is nought to bind your hands and refrain your hearts, and ye may
slay me if ye will without murder or dishonour, and may make the head of
Hallblithe a knop for your feast-hall. Yet shall one or two fall to
earth before I fall."
Therewith he shook his sword aloft, and a great roar arose, and weapons
came down from the wall, and the candles shone on naked steel. But the
Puny Fox came and stood by Hallblithe, and spake in his ear amidst the
uproar: "Well now, brother-in-arms, I have been trying to learn thee the
lore of lies, and surely thou art the worst scholar who was ever smitten
by master. And the outcome of it is that I, who have lied so long and
well, must now pay for all, and die for a barren truth."
Said Hallblithe: "Let all be as it will! I love thee, lies and all; but
as for me I cannot handle them. Lo you! great and grim shall be the
slaying, and we shall not fall unavenged."
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