The Sword of Welleran and Other Stories eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 119 pages of information about The Sword of Welleran and Other Stories.

The Sword of Welleran and Other Stories eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 119 pages of information about The Sword of Welleran and Other Stories.
to wall and were looped and draped from the ceiling.  The whole chamber was thick and black with them.  They were soft and light to the touch, like fine silk, but Leothric was unable to break any one of them, and though they swung away from him as he pressed forward, yet by the time he had gone three yards they were all about him like a heavy cloak.  Then Leothric stepped back and drew Sacnoth, and Sacnoth divided the ropes without a sound, and without a sound the severed pieces fell to the floor.  Leothric went forward slowly, moving Sacnoth in front of him up and down as he went.  When he was come into the middle of the chamber, suddenly, as he parted with Sacnoth a great hammock of strands, he saw a spider before him that was larger than a ram, and the spider looked at him with eyes that were little, but in which there was much sin, and said: 

’Who are you that spoil the labour of years all done to the honour of Satan?’

And Leothric answered:  ‘I am Leothric, son of Lorendiac.’

And the spider said:  ‘I will make a rope at once to hang you with.’

Then Leothric parted another bunch of strands, and came nearer to the spider as he sat making his rope, and the spider, looking up from his work, said:  ’What is that sword which is able to sever my ropes?’

And Leothric said:  ‘It is Sacnoth.’

Thereat the black hair that hung over the face of the spider parted to left and right, and the spider frowned; then the hair fell back into its place, and hid everything except the sin of the little eyes which went on gleaming lustfully in the dark.  But before Leothric could reach him, he climbed away with his hands, going up by one of his ropes to a lofty rafter, and there sat, growling.  But clearing his way with Sacnoth, Leothric passed through the chamber, and came to the farther door; and the door being shut, and the handle far up out of his reach, he hewed his way through it with Sacnoth in the same way as he had through the Porte Resonant, the Way of Egress for War.  And so Leothric came into a well-lit chamber, where Queens and Princes were banqueting together, all at a great table; and thousands of candles were glowing all about, and their light shone in the wine that the Princes drank and on the huge gold candelabra, and the royal faces were irradiant with the glow, and the white table-cloth and the silver plates and the jewels in the hair of the Queens, each jewel having a historian all to itself, who wrote no other chronicles all his days.  Between the table and the door there stood two hundred footmen in two rows of one hundred facing one another.  Nobody looked at Leothric as he entered through the hole in the door, but one of the Princes asked a question of a footman, and the question was passed from mouth to mouth by all the hundred footmen till it came to the last one nearest Leothric; and he said to Leothric, without looking at him: 

‘What do you seek here?’

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