Talbot Mundy

Name: Prisoners of War — Chapter IV
Author: Talbot Mundy

Prisoners of War — Chapter IV (1925)

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“Prisoners of War — Chapter IV”, published in 1925, is a work by Talbot Mundy. It explores elements such as Tros, Caswallon and Sigurdsen.

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Talbot Mundy, Prisoners of War — Chapter IV (1925)

“ His words were almost cordial; there only lacked a half-note and the old careless air of friendship to make him the same Caswallon who had seen the bireme on its way from Lunden ten days before—but that might be due to the fighting over-river and distress to see so many good men dead and maimed. Tros answered with his hands behind him:
"I bring my father's body, for which I must beg obsequies. I crave the favor that he may lie in British earth beside your own brave men. Caswallon, not a man is missing; dead or alive I have brought them all!" ”

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Talbot Mundy, Prisoners of War — Chapter IV (1925)

“ Tros liked her. He forbore to answer her in kind. And he had seen too often the results of promises exacted under force. Yet he needed friends; he needed them that minute.
"Is he homeless, and has been a king? I, too, am homeless and the son of a prince. It seems to me we have a common ground to meet on," he said, speaking very slowly that she might lose none of the significance. "When a man plights faith to me I hold him to it, but I repay him in kind.
"Say, to Sigurdsen, I give him choice. ”

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Talbot Mundy, Prisoners of War — Chapter IV (1925)

“ But they amputated no limbs; if a leg or an arm was beyond their skill to repair, they let the man die whole, as he had come into the world, easing his death with an anodyne.
Tros returned to the poop, where Sigurdsen sat glowering at the Britons, his wife wailing on the deck beside him, and the blue-eyed Helma standing, her back to the rail and her chin high, too proud to shed, tears, too hopeless to speak even to her own kin. ”

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Talbot Mundy, Prisoners of War — Chapter IV (1925)

“ For a moment he studied the blue-eyed girl who was washing her brother's wounds; but she turned her back toward him, and he met Tros' eyes again.
"If what I hear of you is true, I will nevertheless remember former friendship, Tros. If it is not true, it is better not spoken in men's hearing. Let us talk alone."
Tros led the way down from the poop and into the cabin where his father's body lay. The smell in there was stifling; Caswallon snorted, but Tros threw the door wide and they stood together studying the old man's face.
"Like a Druid," Caswallon said at the end of a long silence. ”

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Talbot Mundy, Prisoners of War — Chapter IV (1925)

“ However, Caswallon came hand-over-hand up the bireme's ladder, followed by Orwic and six others; he ordered the men on the raft ashore to find some way of following the Norse fugitives down-stream. Half a dozen tried to disobey him, swarming up the bireme's side, but he jumped off the poop and beat them back with his spear-butt, the others laughing at them from the raft.
Then Caswallon looked the wounded over—a third of them were his blood-relations—and said a few words to each before he climbed the poop again and answered Tros' salute. ”

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Talbot Mundy, Prisoners of War — Chapter IV (1925)

“ These are all my people. There was war and the men of Helsing burned our villages. There was neither corn nor dried meat left, and the fishing is hard in winter, so we came to seize a holding here, my brother and Volstrum of Fiborg-by-Malmoe, with their two ships and all the men that remained. Most of the women and children had been carried off by the men of Helsing. ”

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Talbot Mundy, Prisoners of War — Chapter IV (1925)

“ Tros interrupted. "He had climbed over the bow when I sunk his boat and——"
"And Orwic tried to capture him, but you called Orwic off. Cæsar did not surrender, but you and he spoke, after which he escaped! And now comes Skell to Hythe, whence he sends me a letter by a woman's hand; and the woman says Cæsar has promised you my kingdom when I am dead, in return for your having spared his life. She had a letter for you from Cæsar, written in Latin, which I can not read. These Northmen raided Hythe before they came up-Thames. How is it you were so long following them up-river?"
"Storms! ”

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