There were many kinds of weapons in this pile: bronze scabbards, knives with bronze handles, bronze hammers, bronze hooks, and bronze bracelets and pins which the women had given.
The chief had given most of all. He had a great amount, because the people of other lake villages had often sent him presents of bronze.
The people looked longingly at the treasure for a few moments, then, at the order of their chief, put it in a large skin bag ready for the messenger.
All day long the Lake-Dwellers thought of Lodrix in the hands of the enemy, and they could hardly wait for the morning when he would return.
In the village of the Bear tribe, Lodrix was watching and waiting for Tevico.
He hoped that the messenger would find his father, and he knew that his people would give their precious bronze for his return.
He almost wished that Tevico had stayed and that some other messenger had been sent, for now he was alone among his enemies.
As Lodrix sat in the hut, he heard a shout, and looking up, he saw a little boy standing in the doorway.