Golden Slave
The Golden Slave
作者：Anderson, Poul, 1926-2001
体例：题 章数：70
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共 70 题- The Golden Slave
- POUL ANDERSON
- An Avon Original
- Copyright, 1960, by Poul Anderson
- Published by arrangement with the author
- Cordelia lay on the couch before him
- AUTHOR'S NOTE
- 100 B.C.
- The Golden Slave
- Well--
- II
- It came to him. He reeled to his feet. "Hwicca," he croaked. "Othrik."
- III
- He spat an obscenity. "The bull was something to fight."
- Eodan said from a white face, "He took my wife."
- IV
- He felt a dull anger. He said, "You wear your bonds lightly."
- Eodan asked wearily, "Will they return me to the fields?"
- Her fist clenched. "You do not know?"
- Phryne knocked on the door. "Go in," she said. "Go on in."
- He asked her, out of a newly reborn pain, "What happened, Phryne?"
- She stirred, as if awakening. "What do you want to say?"
- She looked up. Her teeth flashed wet and white. "Hail, my Hercules!"
- And later, humbly, she said, "Thank you."
- VI
- She said slowly, "Is gratitude, then, not a barbarian habit?"
- Aloud: "Mistress, I did not understand. I thought you would summon me."
- VII
- It rustled by the window. He heard a single Latin word: "Here."
- He started. "Are you a witch?"
- VIII
- Flavius smiled graciously. "I am sure we will."
- IX
- She said in a torn voice: "There is no freedom from that which was."
- She shook her head, still averting herself. "I am dishonored."
- Eodan grunted. "How long to Massilia?"
- Eodan said in Cimbric, "You Southland swine!"
- He said, out of his bitterness: "You are loyal to your owner, Hwicca!"
- A voice yelled back to him: "We can be crucified, no more!"
- Eodan said, moved to see tears on a giant's face, "Who are you?"
- The Cimbrian bristled. "What can you say to talk back your life?"
- Eodan said, "By the Bull, we could sail around Gaul to Jutland!"
- Phryne said to Eodan, "Will you not sleep, too?"
- XI
- The Cimbrian nodded. With a dim try at a jest: "Even yours?"
- Eodan shrugged. "As you like, provided I think it is safe."
- XII
- Eodan bridled. "She wanted freedom for herself. She has a man's soul."
- He nodded. "Far enough so we might safely attack some lone ship."
- He nodded. "That, and sleep."
- Hwicca reddened. "Is Phryne your wife?"
- XIII
- Phryne gave the sky an unsure look. "Is that wise?"
- His grin flashed. "Now, to be sure, if you would like to help assure--"
- XIV
- XV
- He said in an ashen tone, "The King is kind."
- XVI
- XVII
- He asked in a sort of wonder: "Is this why you pursue me?"
- XVIII
- Flavius bit his lip. Then: "How may I serve Your Majesty?"
- Mithradates started. "What do you mean?"
- XIX
- I am the wind.
- Eodan straightened. "No," he said. "I, too, have run far enough."
- XX
- Flavius sighed. "As you will, then. Decurion, seize them!"
- XXI
- EPILOGUE