comrade and friend of your noble father hath not left his lament-
able death many hours unavenged." So saying, he drew forth and
laid before Eveline the gold bracelets, the coronet, and the eudor-
chawg, or chain of linked gold, vi^hich had distinguished the rank
of the Welsh Prince.*

" Gwenwyn hath then fallen ? " said Eveline, a natural shudder
combating with the feelings of gratified vengeance, as she beheld
that the trophies were specked with blood, — " The slayer of my
father is no more ! "

" My kinsman's lance transfixed the Briton as he endeavoured to
rally his flying people — he died grimly on the weapon which had
passed more than a fathom through his body, and exerted his last
strength in a furious but ineffectual blow with his mace."

" Heaven is just," said Eveline ; " may his sins be forgiven to
the man of blood, since he hath fallen by a death so bloody ! — One

question I would ask you, noble sir. My father's remains "

She paused, unable to proceed.
