'
Then Iron-face reached his hand across the board and took his son's
hand, and said:
'Hail to thee, son, for thy word! Herein thou speakest as if from my
very soul, and fain am I of such a War-leader.'
And desire drew the eyes of the Sun-beam to Face-of-god, and she
beheld him proudly. But he said:
'All hath been spoken that the others of us may speak; and now it
falleth to the part of Folk-might to order our goings for the tryst
for the onslaught, and the trysting-place shall be in Shadowy Vale.
How sayest thou, Chief of the Wolf?'
Said Folk-might: 'I have little to say; and it is for the War-leader
to see to this closely and piecemeal. I deem, as we all deem, that
there should be no delay; yet were it best to wend not all together
to Shadowy Vale, but in divers bands, as soon as ye may after the
Folk-mote, by the sure and nigh ways that we shall show you. And
when we are gathered there, short is the rede, for all is ready there
to wend by the passes which we know throughly, and whereby it is but
two days' journey to the head of Silver-dale, nigh to the caves of
the silver, where the felons dwell the thickest.
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