![]() But one day, when the storms rise quickly off the sea and the herd scatters, Jestyn encounters a group of men very different from any he has yet met. Instead he heads east, towards his mother’s homeland, where he finds work as a cattle-driver. How could I resist?Īfter his mother’s death, the half-British, half-Saxon boy Jestyn is no longer welcome in his father’s native village on the high moors of south-western England. In fewer than two hundred pages, Sutcliff spins a stirring tale of honour, bravery and adventure, the Viking sea road and the golden domes of Byzantium. ![]() ![]() It was allegedly written for children but, in the tradition of the best children’s literature, it’s equally rewarding to read as a grown-up. I have a lot of great big thick books lying around at the moment and, while hunting for something short as a kind of palate-cleanser between epics, I unearthed this little novel. After starting my Sutcliff journey with Sword at Sunset, I always intended to read The Eagle of the Ninth next, but things didn’t quite happen as planned. ![]()
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