72 The Flame-Flower

the forest! It is the companion of Morddec,
son of the wolf-woman,” they cried; and
made as though to slay him.

    

“Hear me!” cried Evan,
“for I come for your sakes,
not mine own. Even now

the wild men from the North have passed
the wall of Hadrian, and draw daily nearer.”
‘“‘He is in league with the Northern wolves,”