2/11 Come! There is not a moment to lose." "But--but the child--" faltered the Queen. He could not speak for a moment; but he shook his head. "My lord! thou canst not have the heart----" "It is his only chance--" interrupted the poor King, his face full of grief and anger, of bitter, bitter regret--"His only chance of life! In the mountains yonder, with winter snow upon us, lies certain death for one so young. Were we to stay with him here, he would find death with us--for my brother Askurry is close behind us. But if we are gone, God knows, but he might spare the child. |