The tinkler-gypsies . in contrast with the gleamof his pale blue eyes. What! a rebel takenwith arms in your hands, and you dare to talkto me of time ! Out with it at once, dog of aLeech, or by the bloody eye of Eochy Mac-Luchta, thou shalt die a thousand deaths ! You are the conqueror, O King. repliedDonachy, bowing his grey head, and with theconqueror rests the power. Your will shall bedone, though it may not be from my lips thatyou learn the secret. Life is well-nigh spedwith me \ it is not worth buying. But my sonsthere are young men ; the light of day is stilldear to them. They know my sec
The tinkler-gypsies . in contrast with the gleamof his pale blue eyes. What! a rebel takenwith arms in your hands, and you dare to talkto me of time ! Out with it at once, dog of aLeech, or by the bloody eye of Eochy Mac-Luchta, thou shalt die a thousand deaths ! You are the conqueror, O King. repliedDonachy, bowing his grey head, and with theconqueror rests the power. Your will shall bedone, though it may not be from my lips thatyou learn the secret. Life is well-nigh spedwith me \ it is not worth buying. But my sonsthere are young men ; the light of day is stilldear to them. They know my secret. Trostof the Long Knife, my eldest born, is willing tobuy our lives by revealing the secret. Niallclutched the slat-ii-eanchann as if about to dashout the brains of him who dared thus parleywith him : but his cupidity got the better of hisire, for this famous secret of heather ale hadlong been the source of much of Crindalswealth. Let Trost speak then ! roared the King,. and let his words be few. And look you, ye. 492 The Tiiikler-Gypiies. dogs ! if any falsehood is attempted, I swearby the Rock of Cashel that death is the leastthing ye shall suffer. Ye shall be torn piece-meal with hot pincers ! My words shall be few, Niall, said Trost. Life is sweet, and for nothing less would 1part with what I have vowed to die rather thanreveal; but none of my race must live to seemy shame. See here, King Niall, before Ispeak, my father and my brother must be takento yonder brow and cast into the sea ! I havespoken. Ho, ho 1 laughed Niall, be it as you is a strange request, but one easily made a sign to some spearmen, whol)romptly seized the defenceless men and borethem to the brink of the cliff. The crowdpressed round, bloodthirsty Sionach foremostof all. Faelchu and his father exchanged abrief, earnest glance, then closed their eyes, anda score of strong arms flung them out into theabyss. In the deep, green water beside theBlack Rocks there was a hissing splash Two&
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