King Olaf's Kinsman - A Story of the Last Saxon Struggle against the Danes in the Days of Ironside and Cnut by Charles W. (Charles Watts) Whistler
page 76 of 375 (20%)
page 76 of 375 (20%)
![]() | ![]() |
|
|
among the twenty rough housecarles who followed them, and bore such
burdens of household stuff as had been taken by us when we fled from Bures. I had seen the like too often to mistake these signs, and I said to Olaf: "Here is fighting on hand, my king." And then before he answered, came Wulfnoth out of the great door and hurried up to the party, doffing his velvet cap as he saw the ladies. "Ho, friend Relf," he said, "what is amiss?" "Outlaws, earl," said the thane, "and in strong force." "This is the pest of my life," answered the earl angrily, "for no sooner are our men gone harvesting than these forest knaves begin to give trouble. "When were you last burnt out, Relf of Penhurst?" and he laughed in an angry way that had no mirth in it. "Four years agone--after our trouble with Brihtric," answered the thane. "They have not been so bold since then; and the small fights I have had with them have not been so fierce that I must fetch you from Bosham to my help." "Evil times make them bold," said the earl. "How many are there in |
|


