22/24 Then I grew mad at the thought of all that I had suffered, while that devil watched, bidding them lay on for the love of God. Snatching the bow from the hand of the Southwold seaman, I drew the arrow to its head and loosed. It did not miss its mark, for like you, Thomas, I was skilled with the bow, and he dived back into the sea with an English yard shaft in his heart. The captain called to us to lay down our bows and take cover behind the bulwarks, for by now the sails began to draw. "If I must wait for twenty years I will be avenged upon you and all you love. |