The child shook back her curling hair defiantly.
"I could do it! I know I could. I could go half the way on my palfrey, and walk the rest. You would help me. You know how well I can climb. Oh, do take me -- do take me! I should so love to see an eagle's nest."
But still Llewelyn shook his head.
"Wendot would not let you go; he would say it was too dangerous."
Again came the little defiant toss.
"I am not Wendot's slave; I can do as I choose."
"If he finds out he will stop you."
"But we need not tell him, need we?"
"I thought you always told him everything."
The child stamped her little foot.