Chapter Three: They Meet
At that moment, after Addie's talk with the Abbot, Mattimeo walked in through the front gate hopefully trying to be quiet. He failed.
"Mattimeo. May I have a word with you?" At that point, Mattimeo knew he was in trouble for leaving the grounds without permission.
Busted!
Mattimeo had a stern talking to after returning from his adventures outside the Abbey walls.
* * *
Addie walked into the Abbey building. She stopped, staring at a marvelous tapestry. Someone was coming, but she didn't notice.
"Oh, it's you. I can't believe they let you in," it was Mattimeo, "So, you came to enjoy the feast?"
"Maybe. Who is that?" Addie asked pointing at the picture of the mouse warrior on the tapestry.
"That's Martin. He was the original owner of my father's sword," Mattimeo said, "If you want evening tea, you better get it quick, before Basil Stag Hare gets it all."
"What about you? Don't you like tea?"
"No, not really."
"Me neither." The two of them sat there in silence for many moments, staring at the tapestry. Then mice started coming out from evening tea.
"Why didn't I see you at tea, Matti?" asked a mouse that resembled Mattimeo, presumably his father, "And who is your little friend here?"
"This is Addie, Dad. She comes from Mossflower. Addie, this is my dad, Matthias, warrior of Redwall," Mattimeo said proudly.
"Please to meet you, Warrior of Redwall," Addie said with a polite bow.
"That's very nice of you, Addie of Mossflower. I hope you enjoy your stay here at the Redwall Abbey."
"I'm sure I will, Mister Warrior."
"So, what brings you to Redwall?"
At that moment, after Addie's talk with the Abbot, Mattimeo walked in through the front gate hopefully trying to be quiet. He failed.
"Mattimeo. May I have a word with you?" At that point, Mattimeo knew he was in trouble for leaving the grounds without permission.
Busted!
Mattimeo had a stern talking to after returning from his adventures outside the Abbey walls.
* * *
Addie walked into the Abbey building. She stopped, staring at a marvelous tapestry. Someone was coming, but she didn't notice.
"Oh, it's you. I can't believe they let you in," it was Mattimeo, "So, you came to enjoy the feast?"
"Maybe. Who is that?" Addie asked pointing at the picture of the mouse warrior on the tapestry.
"That's Martin. He was the original owner of my father's sword," Mattimeo said, "If you want evening tea, you better get it quick, before Basil Stag Hare gets it all."
"What about you? Don't you like tea?"
"No, not really."
"Me neither." The two of them sat there in silence for many moments, staring at the tapestry. Then mice started coming out from evening tea.
"Why didn't I see you at tea, Matti?" asked a mouse that resembled Mattimeo, presumably his father, "And who is your little friend here?"
"This is Addie, Dad. She comes from Mossflower. Addie, this is my dad, Matthias, warrior of Redwall," Mattimeo said proudly.
"Please to meet you, Warrior of Redwall," Addie said with a polite bow.
"That's very nice of you, Addie of Mossflower. I hope you enjoy your stay here at the Redwall Abbey."
"I'm sure I will, Mister Warrior."
"So, what brings you to Redwall?"