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קּ level 1 reading ᆙ Black Horses for the King online free ᐬ E-Pub Author Anne Mccaffrey ᖓ Galwyn s feeding the fishes again, the mate called as I emptied the odorous bucket overboard I ignored him, rinsing the bucket in the strong waves that were following us from Isca Dumnorium.By now, I was some used to crossing the Narrow Sea but to have to tend to six grown men who were not, made me as ill as they And made me, once again, the butt of jokes, for my uncle s crew It had taken me a while to learn not to rise to the mate s lures he d leave off his taunts sooner Have ye no seablood in ye at all Ye re no use in the rigging, little use on deck and ye can t even keep b low decks clean.I was hauling the bucket up, had it nearly to the rail when a particularly hungry wave caught and filled it The line pulled burningly through my hands I only managed to belay it on a pin and thus not lose it entirely The mate roared with laughter, encouraging the other men of his watch to join him at my unhandiness.Galwyn, I d want proof that y are indeed Gralior s nephew if I d one like ye on any ship of mine.The bucket forgotten, I whirled on him for that insult to my mother.Ah, lad, we ve sore need of the bucket below, said a deep voice in my ear A hand caught my shoulder with a powerful shake to gain my attention and curb my intent Such taunts are the currency of the petty, our noble passenger continued for my ear alone Treat them with the contempt they deserve Then he went on in a tone meant to carry, I tried the salted beef as you suggested, and it has succeeded in settling my belly For which I m obliged to you I ll have another plate for my Companions.I could not recall the Comes name, a Roman one for all he was supposed to be as much a Briton as the rest of us My uncle had treated him with respect, even reverence, than he accorded most men, fare paying passengers or not So I was quite as willing to obey this Briton Lord without quibble, and ease his Companions distress in any way I could I hauled up the bucket which he took below with him Then I got salt beef from the barrel before I followed him back down into the space assigned the passengers.Warriors they might be, but on the sea and three days from land, they were in woeful condition two were green under their weathered skins as they lay defeated by the roll and heave of the deck beneath them I did not laugh, all too familiar with their malaise They were big men, strong of arm and thew, with callused hands and arms scarred by swordplay They d swords in their baggage and oiled leather jerkins well studded with nails Big men in search of big horses to carry them into battle against the Saxons That much I had gleaned from snatches of their conversation before the seasickness robbed them of talk and dignity Then they clung to their crosses and made soft prayers to God for deliverance.Come now, Bwlch, you see me revived, the war chief cajoled Bwlch merely moaned as the salt beef was dangled in front of his face and gestured urgently to me to bring the bucket There could be nothing now but bile in the man s stomach, if that, for he had drunk no than a sip or two of water all day Bericus, will you not try young Galwyn s magic cure The second man at arms closed his eyes and slapped a great fist across his nose and mouth Come now, Companions, we are all but there, are we not, young Galwyn I was mortified that he had remembered my name when I could not recall his, and started to duck my head away from his smiling face Now I was caught by the brilliant blue of his eyes and held by an indefinable link which made of me, in that one moment, his fervent adherent Ah, if only my uncle would award me such a glance, I could have found my apprenticeship far easier to bear.Aye, sir, I said with an encouraging smile for thelow laid Bericus, we ll make port soon and that s the truth For landfall was indeed nigh I d seen the smudge on the horizon when I d emptied the bucket, though the mate s taunt had driven the fact out of my mind We should be up the river to Burtigala by dusk Solid, dry land.Artos, if the rest of this mad scheme of yours is as perilous as this Bericus said in a petulant growl.Come now, amici, their leader replied cheerfully, this very evening I shall see you served meat, fowl, fish, whatever viand you wish Each suggestion brought a groan from Bericus, and Bwlch tossed his soiled mantle over his head.We re in the river now, Lord, I said to the Comes Britannorum Artos, for his full style came back to me now I could feel the difference in the ship s motion If you d come up on deck now, sirs, you ll not find the motion so distressing as lying athwart it down here.Lord Artos flashed me a grin and, hauling the reluctant Bericus to his feet, said That s a good thought, lad Come, clear your heads of the sick miasma Fresh air is what you need now to set you right He gestured for me to help Bwlch as he went to rouse the rest of his Companions.They staggered on deck, almost falling back down the ladder at the impact of the cool air One and all, they reeled toward the deck, with me hard put to get them to the leeward rail lest they find their own spew whipped back into their faces.Look at the land, I suggested Not the sea nor the deck The land won t move.If it does, I shall never be the same, Bericus muttered, with a dark glance toward his leader who stood, feet braced, head up, his long tawny hair whipping in the wind like a legion pennant Bericus groaned And to think we ve got to come back this same way It will not be as bad on the way home, sir, I said, to encourage him.He raised his eyebrows, his pale eyes bright in amazement Nay, it ll be worse for we ll have the bloody horses to tendon that He gestured behind him at the following seas Bwlch, d you know Can horses get seasick I ll be sure to purchase only those guaranteed to have sealegs, the Comes said with a wink to me.I looked away lest any of the others misconstrue my expression For this was August and the crossing had been reasonably calm In a month or so, the autumn gales could start and those could be turbulent enough to empty the bellies of hardened seamen.Have you far to travel on land I asked.To the horse fair at Septimania, Lord Artos said negligently.Where might that be, Lord His eyes twinkled approval at my question In the shadow of the Pyrenaei mountains, in Narbo Martius.That far, Lord I was aghast.To find that which I must have, and his voice altered, his eyes lost their focus, and his fists clenched above the railing, to do what I must doI felt a surge run up from my bowels at the stern purpose of his manner and experienced an errant desire to smooth his way however I could Foolish of me who had so little to offer anyone And yet this Britic war chief was a man above men I did not know why, but he made me, an insignificant and inept apprentice, feel less a failure and confident in his presence.And it is mine to do, he added, exhaling gustily Then he smiled down at me, allowing me a small share of his certain goal.I need big strong mares and stallions to breed thewar horses we need to drive the Saxons out of our lands and back into the sea, he went on Horses powerful enough to carry warriors in full regalia, fast and far For it is the swift, unexpected strike that will cause havoc among the Saxon forces, unaccustomed to cavalry in battle Julius Caesar used the alauda, his Germanic cavalry, to good effect against the Gauls I shall take that page from the scroll of his accomplishments and protect Britain with my horsemen If God is with us, the mares and stallions I need will be at that horse fair in Septimania, bred by the Goths from the same Libyan blood stock that the Romans used.Will not the Legions return, Lord, to help us I asked hopefully.Lord Artos gave me a kind smile No, lad, we cannot expect them This we must do for ourselves The horses are the key.Do horses get seasick Bericus asked again, this time pointedly.The Legions got theirs to Britain Why can we not do the same the Comes asked with a wry grin.But how, Lord, will you transport them and I gestured at the narrow hatch to the lower deck Not even a shaggy Sorviodunum pony could pass through it.Ah, now that s the easy part, Artos said, rubbing his big, scarred hands together Cador and I worked that out My eyes must have bulged at his casual reference to our Prince of Dumnonia for he gave me another reassuring smile which somehow included me in such exalted company We lift the deck planks, settle the horses below in pens, well bedded on straw, and nail the planks back on Simple, sa I was not the only dubious listener, Bericus shook his head and Bwlch covered his mouth for a cough But the Lord Artos seemed so sure and Prince Cador had the reputation of a formidably acute man.How big are the horses from Septimania I asked.Artos put his forearm at a level with his eyes That height in the shoulder.The wonderful horse lore, the great and charismatic figure of Arthur, and the sympathetic hero all come together to make an engrossing and realistic Arthurian novel.The Horn Book Ce texte fait r f rence l dition Belle reliure. Black Horses for the King

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  • Black Horses for the King

  • Anne Mccaffrey
  • Anglais
  • 22 November 2017

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