[A Prince of Cornwall by Charles W. Whistler]@TWC D-Link bookA Prince of Cornwall CHAPTER XIII 27/41
Maybe there are three or four men, not more.
I want to take one if I can.
He shall tell me all he knows of this place." For I had made up my mind that one who would come here freely must needs be of those who had brought Owen. Then from the narrow portal of the glen passed quickly, looking neither to the right nor left, a tall man, followed by two others, and they seemed not to see us, but went straight toward the menhir along that path I thought I had traced, and Howel and I stared at them, speechless and motionless, for the like of them we had never seen. As for Evan, he reeled against the rock, and stared after them, clutching it with both hands, so that his spear fell rattling along the rocks. "The Druids!" he gasped.
"We are dead men." At the sharp rattle the leader of the three men turned, and I knew him.
He was clad in a wonderful gold and white robe that swept the ground, priest-like, but not that of any Christian, and his hair was bound with a golden fillet with which oak leaves were twisted, and in his ears were large earrings.
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