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HOW OSWALD FOUND WHAT HE SOUGHT, AND RODE HOMEWARD WITH NONA.
THE PRINCESS.
So I was left with Morfed the priest, and he did not offer to follow his men, but stood and faced me with eyes that gleamed with the fire of wrath or madness, or both.

We waited, both of us, as I think, to hear if any sound beyond the lessening footfalls came from the water course, but they died away upward, and there was still no word between us.

Then I thought that I would try one more plan with him.
"Morfed," I said, "take me to Owen, and I will pledge my word that Gerent shall seek no revenge for what has been done by you." "What I have done!" he broke out.

"I sought to rid the land of a foe, and that was a deed worth doing.