Міжзірковий мандрівник
Chapter 17
Inthefenswerewildmen,masterlessmen,fledslaves,andoutlaws,whowerehuntedinsportasthewolveswerehunted.
ForthreeyearsIknewneverroofnorfire,andIgrewhardasthefrost,andwouldhavestolenawomanfromtheJutsbutthattheFrisiansbymischance,inatwodays’hunt,ranmedown.BythemIwaslootedofmygoldcollarandtradedfortwowolf-houndstoEdwy,oftheSaxons,whoputanironcollaronme,andlatermadeofmeandfiveotherslavesapresenttoAtheloftheEastAngles.Iwasthrallandfightingman,until,lostinanunluckyraidfartotheeastbeyondourmarches,IwassoldamongtheHuns,andwasaswineherduntilIescapedsouthintothegreatforestsandwastakeninasafreemanbytheTeutons,whoweremany,butwholivedinsmalltribesanddriftedsouthwardbeforetheHunadvance.
AndupfromthesouthintothegreatforestscametheRomans,fightingmenall,whopressedusbackupontheHuns.Itwasacrushageofthepeoplesforlackofroom;andwetaughttheRomanswhatfightingwas,althoughintruthwewerenolesswelltaughtbythem.
ButalwaysIrememberedthesunofthesouth-landthatIhadglimpsedintheshipsofAgard,anditwasmyfate,caughtinthissouthdriftoftheTeutons,tobecapturedbytheRomansandbebroughtbacktotheseawhichIhadnotseensinceIwaslostawayfromtheEastAngles.