There was a stir in the darkened hall, and then there was an outcry. It was from Anluan, the father of Eean. “O, King Manus, beware of the man who knows of the powers of Enchanters. He may be the one who would ride in chase of Eean, my son!”
“He has made a request of me,” said King Manus. “By the open hand of my father, it will have to be granted him.”
“It is for the one horse that can follow the others,” Anluan cried.
“I have never refused a request! Alas, alas, in one night the three horses that were my pride are taken from me!”
“Strike now, and light candle and torch and hearth fire,” said the one who had come amongst them.
Flint was struck upon steel; sparks came and made the tow blaze; candle and torch and hearth fire were lighted again. Then all looked at the one who had come amongst them.
Tall he was, with a dark and bony face, and eyes that were like a hawk’s eyes. His dress was a plain cloak that had a hood that went over his head. And yet, although he had not the staff nor the robe of an Enchanter, it did not need Anluan’s cry to tell the company that here was the one to whom his son had been apprenticed—Zabulun the Enchanter!
“Why do you go in chase of my son?” Anluan cried.
“Harut and Marut laid hands upon me. Am I to have no more mastery because of that?” said Zabulun. “For forty days I was laid in the cave that is under the sea, and do men think that all power is gone from me because of that? I thought all that time that what I worked for would come to pass, and that the Magic Mirror of Babylon would be lost in the ruin of the Tower of Babylon and that destruction would come upon the Babylonians. This would have been if the boy who was my apprentice had been faithful to me. But he spoke the words that restored the mirror to the Kings of Babylon. And I, whose name, as I thought, would stand forever as one who had worked a great destruction, am as naught—my name is a name to laugh at. And shall he pass from my mastership, the boy who let this befall me? Not so; he has still to be my aid. I have paid you, his father, gold for his seven years’ service, and his service still belongs to me.”