Antar and the Eagles [antikvár]

Chapter OneAntar's little sister Roslin was taking a long time to settle the fowls for the night."She is talking to them," said Maray, their mother. "They are talking to her, and no one is going to roost. I shall fetch her in a little while, before she gets too dusty.""I will fetch her now," said Antar. He was sitting beside the fire with his father, Aldect, and his mother, but wanted to go away. He did not like what they had been talking about."Sit down," said Aldect. "You must listen to what we say."Antar did not want to listen. He did not want to hear about anything different from what he knew already."We have all had to do it," said Maray."My friends in the town are not having to do it," said Antar."If they were my sons they would," said Aldect."Then all of us would not like it," said Antar.They were talking about going to school, now that Antar was about six years old. Antar had seen the school. It had a high fence round it, higher than the fence round the hen-run. "You cannot see out," he said. "I do not want to be locked in there all day. And the schoolteacher is entirely like a pecking hen.""What is that child doing?" said Maray, get-