“You were put under bonds to-day,” said the father.
“I was,” said Cud.
“What bonds?”
“To be going ever and always till I find the Cat of Fermalye, or the Swan of Endless Tales.”
Himself and his father spent that night together, and they were very sad and downhearted. As early as the dawn came, Cud rose and ate his breakfast.
“Stay with me; I’ll give you half my kingdom now, and all when I die,” said the father.
“I cannot stay under bonds; I must go,” replied Cud.
Cud took the ship he liked best, and put supplies for a day and seven years in her.
“Now,” said the father, “ask for something else; anything in the world I can give, I will give you.”