Redwald was at his ease, as usual in all company, and seemed to cause
prodigious laughter as he told his adventures to the younger folk at the
bottom of the board. Dark and malign as his demeanour usually was, yet
he could affect a light and airy character at times.
"Redwald, my trusty champion," said Edwy, "this is the first campaign
thou hast ever returned from unsuccessful. Tell us, how did Dunstan
outwit you?"
"By the aid of the devil, my liege."
"Doubtless; but we had all hoped for a different result, and that thou
wouldst either have left the traitor no eyes in his head, or no head on
his shoulders.
"Said I not rightly, my Elgiva?"
The eyes of the fair enemy of the abbot flashed fire, and she exchanged
some very significant words with her mother, Ethelgiva, who occupied the
next chair.
"Come, my fairy-given [xxvi] one, you must not be too hard
on Redwald, who doubtless did his best--
"How was it, Elfric?"
"The devil was certainly on Dunstan's side: he and no other could have
betrayed our coming, for betrayed it was."
"How long had he left when you reached the abbey?"
"Only an hour or two; but there was a sound of mocking laughter,
doubtless caused by his incantations, which kept us for some hours
forcing doors and the like."
"And you could discover no cause?"
"None whatever; however, we found he had taken the Foss Way for the
coast, and followed, and nearly caught him.
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