Excerpt from The Heralds of the Dawn: A Play in Eight Scenes
Volmar's camp among the woods on the borders of Ideonia.
Night-time. Beside a stream, Volmar's tent. Volmar. Hilderic. A sentinel. Further off, soldiers sleeping on the ground.
Volmar
To-day six months ago, good Hilderic,
We camped at this same place on the outward march,
And had our first brush with the enemy.
It seemed as if each tuft of waving grass,
And every bramble and whin-bush, hid a foe.
Where are they now?
Hilderic
We left them to the kite
And warhawk, and the grey wolf of the wood.
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