The Knight

Watch all of them, but watch the younger brother most closely. Don’t let anybody see you, and be ready to tell me everything they did when I come back.”

“As you wish, Lord.”

I waited until she vanished among the shadows of the trees, wondering whether she would do what I had told her, and whether I would ever see her again. Once she was out of sight, I called Gylf.

Chapter 39. Magic In The Air

It was Gylf who found me, not me who found Gylf. When I had gone so far into the woods that I had begun to think I might get lost, I heard him trotting behind me. I stopped and sat on a log (it was no wetter than I was) and motioned to him in a way I hoped was friendly. He was bigger than I remembered, but you could count his ribs.

“You mind?” He came a step at a time, not too sure of me.

I said, “If I didn’t want you I wouldn’t have called you, would I?” and I smiled; and he came up to me then and let me scratch his ears.

After a while I said, “I know I tried to leave you behind before I got on that boat. I’m sorry I did that. Maybe I’ve apologized already, and if I have I apologize again. You must have thought I was doing the same thing when I didn’t come back to look for you, but I didn’t know you were waiting in Aelfrice. I thought you had probably gone back to the boat. I went there, and after I did I couldn’t get back to Garsecg. Did he tell you what happened?”

Gylf shook his head.

“Maybe he didn’t know.” I thought about that. Garsecg was as smart as anybody I had ever met, and he knew a lot; but when somebody’s like that you can overestimate them and maybe you convince yourself they know everything. Not even the Valfather knows everything.

I said, “I used to think he had arranged for me to meet Kulili, and for you and me to get split up the way we did. I can’t be sure, but now I think that’s probably wrong.”

“Think so.”

“Do you?” I thought about that for a minute or two. It seemed like Gylf had been waiting down where the Kelpies were for quite a while after Garsecg and I got separated, and if Garsecg had come back there Gylf might have heard something. Finally I started telling about the ogre, just because it was on my mind a lot and I wanted to talk it over.

I told Gylf how it had hurt Duns and scared Nukara. “I don’t believe it’s really a ghost at all,” I said. “Why would a ghost run from Duns? It could disappear. Baki can disappear pretty well, and she’s not even a ghost. People may think that all the ogres are dead, but there are still giants in the north, lots of them. I think this is a real ogre, still alive, and safe because everyone thinks the last ogre died a long, long time ago.”

It took a while before Gylf nodded, but he did.

“I didn’t come out here to look for it, I came to look for Disiri. But maybe I should have. It must live in these woods.”

Gylf shook his head.

“It doesn’t? How do you know?”

“Smell.” Gylf yawned and lay down at my feet.

“Of course you don’t smell it. How could you? It’s still raining, and it was raining hard. Rain washes smells out of the air. Everybody knows that.”

Gylf stayed quiet, but the way he looked up at me showed he was not convinced.

“Look here,” I said, “everything fits, and you ought to be able to see it. The windows were open because of the hot weather. The ghost or ogre—I think ogre—could get in just by climbing through a window.”

Gylf shook his head again.

“You think it’s too big? It jumped out one when Duns chased it, so it could climb in one.”

Gylf was too polite to say anything, but I could tell how he felt.

“A big thing like a snake shaped like a man. That’s the way Duns described it, and Duns should know. Maybe we could come back when the weather’s better. Then you could track it for me.”

Gylf put his head down between his paws and closed his eyes.

I said, “Am I putting you to sleep? I hope you’re not scared of it.”

“No,” Gylf said very distinctly.

“Because I’m scared of you. That’s why I tried to leave you behind before we crossed the Irring.”

He pretended not to hear.

“I like going around telling people how brave I am. What a jerk! I told that woman back at the farm that there wasn’t a knight in Sheerwall I wouldn’t cross swords with. Maybe it’s the truth—I know I thought it was when I said it. But I saw how you changed when we fought the outlaws, and it scared me half to death. I wasn’t scared when Disiri changed. Or when Baki did, just now. I wasn’t even very scared about Garsecg and what the sunlight showed he really was, even if I was scared of him later in Muspel. But what you did was different.”

Gylf laid his head on his paws the other way, and sort of groaned.

“I’m sorry. I don’t want to make you feel bad. I’m sorry too that I didn’t have more guts. I’m a knight, and we’re not supposed to be scared of anything. Besides, you’re the best friend I’ve got.”