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    Ch. 17 - The Huns

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    More than an hour after Hermanric had left the encampment, a man
    hurriedly entered the house set apart for the young chieftain's
    occupation. He made no attempt to kindle either light or fire, but sat
    down in the principal apartment, occasionally whispering to himself in a
    strange and barbarous tongue.

    He had remained but a short time in possession of his comfortless
    solitude, when he was intruded on by a camp-follower, bearing a small
    lamp, and followed closely by a woman, who, as he started up and
    confronted her, announced herself as Hermanric's kinswoman, and eagerly
    demanded an interview with the Goth.

    Haggard and ghastly though it was from recent suffering and long
    agitation, the countenance of Goisvintha (for it was she) appeared
    absolutely attractive as it was now opposed by the lamp-light to the
    face and figure of the individual she addressed. A flat nose, a swarthy
    complexion, long, coarse, tangled locks of deep black hair, a beardless,
    retreating chin, and small, savage, sunken eyes, gave a character almost
    bestial to this man's physiognomy. His broad, brawny shoulders overhung
    a form that was as low in stature as it was athletic in build; you
    looked on him and saw the sinews of a giant strung in the body of a
    dwarf. And yet this deformed Hercules was no solitary error of Nature--
    no extraordinary exception to his fellow-beings, but the actual type of
    a whole race, stunted and repulsive as himself. He was a Hun.

    This savage people, the terror even of their barbarous neighbours,
    living without government, laws, or religion, possessed but one feeling
    in common with the human race--the instinct of war. Their historical
    career may be said to have begun with their early conquests in China,
    and to have proceeded in their first victories over the Goths, who
    regarded them as demons, and fled at their approach. The hostilities
    thus commenced between the two nations were at length suspended by the
    temporary alliance of the conquered people with the empire, and
    subsequently ceased in the gradual fusion of the interests of each in
    one animating spirit--detestation of Rome.

    By this bond of brotherhood, the Goths and the Huns became publicly
    united, though still privately at enmity--for the one nation remembered

    its former defeats as vividly as the other remembered its former
    victories. With various disasters, dissensions, and successes, they ran
    their career of battle and rapine, sometimes separate, sometimes
    together, until the period of our romance, when Alaric's besieging
    forces numbered among the ranks of their barbarian auxiliaries a body of
    Huns, who, unwillingly admitted to the title of Gothic allies, were
    dispersed about the army in subordinate stations, and of whom the
    individual
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