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The Well at the World's End


by

William Morris




Table of Contents


BOOK ONE  The Road Unto Love

Chapter

   1  The Sundering of the Ways
   2  Ralph Goeth Back Home to the High House
   3  Ralph Cometh to the Cheaping-Town
   4  Ralph Rideth the Downs
   5  Ralph Cometh to Higham-on-the-Way
   6  Ralph Goeth His Ways From the Abbey of St. Mary at Higham
   7  The Maiden of Bourton Abbas
   8  Ralph Cometh to the Wood Perilous.  An Adventure Therein
   9  Another Adventure in the Wood Perilous
  10  A Meeting and a Parting in the Wood Perilous
  11  Now Must Ralph Ride For It
  12  Ralph Entereth Into the Burg of the Four Friths
  13  The Streets of the Burg of the Four Friths
  14  What Ralph Heard of the Matters of the Burg of the Four Friths
  15  How Ralph Departed From the Burg of the Four Friths
  16  Ralph Rideth the Wood Perilous Again
  17  Ralph Cometh to the House of Abundance
  18  Of Ralph in the Castle of Abundance
  19  Ralph Readeth in a Book Concerning the Well at the World's End
  20  Ralph Meeteth a Man in the Wood
  21  Ralph Weareth Away Three Days Uneasily
  22  An Adventure in the Wood
  23  The Leechcraft of the Lady
  24  Supper and Slumber in the Woodland Hall



BOOK TWO  The Road Unto Trouble

   1  Ralph Meets With Love in the Wilderness
   2  They Break Their Fast in the Wildwood
   3  The Lady Telleth Ralph of the Past Days of Her Life
   4  The Lady Tells of Her Deliverance
   5  Yet More of the Lady's Story
   6  The Lady Tells Somewhat of Her Doings After She Left the Wilderness
   7  The Lady Tells of the Strife and Trouble That Befell After Her Coming
   8  The Lady Maketh an End of Her Tale
   9  They Go On Their Way Once More
  10  Of the Desert-House and the Chamber of Love in the Wilderness
  11  Ralph Cometh Out of the Wilderness
  12  Ralph Falleth in With Friends and Rideth to Whitwall
  13  Richard Talketh With Ralph Concerning the Well at the World's End.
  14  Ralph Falleth in With Another Old Friend
  15  Ralph Dreams a Dream Or Sees a Vision
  16  Of the Tales of Swevenham
  17  Richard Bringeth Tidings of Departing
  18  Ralph Departeth From Whitwall With the Fellowship of Clement Chapman
  19  Master Clement Tells Ralph Concerning the Lands Whereunto They Were
  20  They Come to the Mid-Mountain Guest-House
  21  A Battle in the Mountains
  22  Ralph Talks With Bull Shockhead
  23  Of the Town of Cheaping Knowe
  24  Ralph Heareth More Tidings of the Damsel
  25  The Fellowship Comes to Whiteness
  26  They Ride the Mountains Toward Goldburg
  27  Clement Tells of Goldburg
  28  Now They Come to Goldburg
  29  Of Goldburg and the Queen Thereof
  30  Ralph Hath Hope of Tidings Concerning the Well at the World's End
  31  The Beginning of the Road To Utterbol
  32  Ralph Happens on Evil Days
  33  Ralph is Brought on the Road Towards Utterbol
  34  The Lord of Utterbol Will Wot of Ralph's Might and Minstrelsy
  35  Ralph Cometh To the Vale of the Tower
  36  The Talk of Two Women Concerning Ralph
  37  How Ralph Justed With the Aliens
  38  A Friend Gives Ralph Warning
  39  The Lord of Utterbol Makes Ralph a Free Man
  40  They Ride Toward Utterness From Out of Vale Turris
  41  Redhead Keeps Tryst


BOOK THREE  The Road To The Well At World's End.

   1  An Adventure in the Wood Under the Mountains
   2  Ralph Rides the Wood Under the Mountains
   3  Ralph Meeteth With Another Adventure in the Wood Under the Mountain
   4  They Ride the Wood Under the Mountains
   5  They Come on the Sage of Swevenham
   6  Those Two Are Learned Lore by the Sage of Swevenham
   7  An Adventure by the Way
   8  They Come to the Sea of Molten Rocks
   9  They Come Forth From the Rock-Sea
  10  They Come to the Gate of the Mountains
  11  They Come to the Vale of Sweet Chestnuts
  12  Winter Amidst of the Mountains
  13  Of Ursula and the Bear
  14  Now Come the Messengers of the Innocent Folk
  15  They Come to the Land of the Innocent Folk
  16  They Come to the House of the Sorceress
  17  They Come Through the Woodland to the Thirsty Desert
  18  They Come to the Dry Tree
  19  They Come Out of the Thirsty Desert
  20  They Come to the Ocean Sea
  21  Now They Drink of the Well at the World's End
  22  Now They Have Drunk and Are Glad


BOOK FOUR  The Road Home

   1  Ralph and Ursula Come Back Again Through the Great Mountains
   2  They Hear New Tidings of Utterbol
   3  They Winter With the Sage; and Thereafter Come Again to Vale Turris
   4  A Feast in the Red Pavilion
   5  Bull Telleth of His Winning of the Lordship of Utterbol
   6  They Ride From Vale Turris.  Redhead Tells of Agatha
   7  Of Their Riding the Waste, and of a Battle Thereon
   8  Of Goldburg Again, and the Queen Thereof
   9  They Come to Cheaping Knowe Once More.  Of the King Thereof
  10  An Adventure on the Way to the Mountains
  11  They Come Through the Mountains Into the Plain
  12  The Roads Sunder Again
  13  They Come to Whitwall Again
  14  They Ride Away From Whitwall
  15  A Strange Meeting in the Wilderness
  16  They Come to the Castle of Abundance Once More
  17  They Fall in With That Hermit
  18  A Change of Days in the Burg of the Four Friths
  19  Ralph Sees Hampton and the Scaur
  20  They Come to the Gate of Higham By the Way
  21  Talk Between Those Two Brethren
  22  An Old Acquaintance Comes From the Down Country to See Ralph
  23  They Ride to Bear Castle
  24  The Folkmote of the Shepherds
  25  They Come to Wulstead
  26  Ralph Sees His Father and Mother Again
  27  Ralph Holds Converse With Katherine His Gossip
  28  Dame Katherine Tells of the Pair of Beads, and Whence She Had Them
  29  They Go Down to Battle in Upmeads
  30  Ralph Brings His Father and Mother to Upmeads
  31  Ralph Brings Ursula Home to the High House
  32  Yet a Few Words Concerning Ralph of Upmeads




BOOK ONE

The Road Unto Love



CHAPTER 1

The Sundering of the Ways


Long ago there was a little land, over which ruled a regulus or
kinglet, who was called King Peter, though his kingdom was but little.
He had four sons whose names were Blaise, Hugh, Gregory and Ralph: of
these Ralph was the youngest, whereas he was but of twenty winters and
one; and Blaise was the oldest and had seen thirty winters.

Now it came to this at last, that to these young men the kingdom of
their father seemed strait; and they longed to see the ways of other
men, and to strive for life.  For though they were king's sons, they
had but little world's wealth; save and except good meat and drink, and
enough or too much thereof; house-room of the best; friends to be merry
with, and maidens to kiss, and these also as good as might be; freedom
withal to come and go as they would; the heavens above them, the earth
to bear them up, and the meadows and acres, the woods and fair streams,
and the little hills of Upmeads, for that was the name of their country
and the kingdom of King Peter.

So having nought but this little they longed for much; and that the
more because, king's sons as they were, they had but scant dominion
save over their horses and dogs: for the men of that country were
stubborn and sturdy vavassors, and might not away with masterful
doings, but were like to pay back a blow with a blow, and a foul word
with a buffet.  So that, all things considered, it was little wonder if
King Peter's sons found themselves straitened in their little land:
wherein was no great merchant city; no mighty castle, or noble abbey of
monks:  nought but fair little halls of yeomen, with here and there a
franklin's court or a shield-knight's manor-house; with many a goodly
church, and whiles a house of good canons, who knew not the road to
Rome, nor how to find the door of the Chancellor's house.

So these young men wearied their father and mother a long while with
telling them of their weariness, and their longing to be gone: till at
last on a fair and hot afternoon of June King Peter rose up from the
carpet which the Prior of St. John's by the Bridge had given him (for
he had been sleeping thereon amidst the grass of his orchard after his
dinner) and he went into the hall of his house, which was called the
High House of Upmeads, and sent for his four sons to come to him.  And
they came and stood before his high-seat and he said:

"Sons, ye have long wearied me with words concerning your longing for
travel on the roads; now if ye verily wish to be gone, tell me when
would ye take your departure if ye had your choice?"

They looked at one another, and the three younger ones nodded at Blaise
the eldest:  so he began, and said:  "Saving the love and honour that
we have for thee, and also for our mother, we would be gone at once,
even with the noon's meat still in our bellies.  But thou art the lord
in this land, and thou must rule.  Have I said well, brethren?"  And
they all said "Yea, yea." Then said the king; "Good! now is the sun
high and hot; yet if ye ride softly ye may come to some good harbour
before nightfall without foundering your horses.  So come ye in an
hour's space to the Four-want-way, and there and then will I order your
departure."

The young men were full of joy when they heard his word; and they
departed and went this way and that, gathering such small matters as
each deemed that he needed, and which he might lightly carry with him;
then they armed themselves, and would bid the squires bring them their
horses; but men told them that the said squires had gone their ways
already to the Want-way by the king's commandment: so thither they went
at once a-foot all four in company, laughing and talking together
merrily.

It must be told that this Want-way aforesaid was but four furlongs from
the House, which lay in an ingle of the river called Upmeads Water
amongst very fair meadows at the end of the upland tillage; and the
land sloped gently up toward the hill-country and the unseen mountains
on the north; but to the south was a low ridge which ran along the
water, as it wound along from west to east.  Beyond the said ridge, at
a place whence you could see the higher hills to the south, that
stretched mainly east and west also, there was presently an end of the
Kingdom of Upmeads, though the neighbours on that side were peaceable
and friendly, and were wont to send gifts to King Peter.  But toward
the north beyond the Want-way King Peter was lord over a good stretch
of land, and that of the best; yet was he never a rich man, for he had
no freedom to tax and tail his folk, nor forsooth would he have used it
if he had; for he was no ill man, but kindly and of measure.  On these
northern marches there was war at whiles, whereas they ended in a great
forest well furnished of trees; and this wood was debateable, and King
Peter and his sons rode therein at their peril: but great plenty was
therein of all wild deer, as hart, and buck, and roe, and swine, and
bears and wolves withal.  The lord on the other side thereof was a
mightier man than King Peter, albeit he was a bishop, and a baron of
Holy Church.  To say sooth he was a close-fist and a manslayer; though
he did his manslaying through his vicars, the knights and men-at-arms
who held their manors of him, or whom he waged.

In that forest had King Peter's father died in battle, and his eldest
son also; therefore, being a man of peace, he rode therein but seldom,
though his sons, the three eldest of them, had both ridden therein and
ran therefrom valiantly.  As for Ralph the youngest, his father would
not have him ride the Wood Debateable as yet.

So came those young men to the Want-ways, and found their father
sitting there on a heap of stones, and over against him eight horses,
four destriers, and four hackneys, and four squires withal.  So they
came and stood before their father, waiting for his word, and wondering
what it would be.

Now spake King Peter:  "Fair sons, ye would go on all adventure to seek
a wider land, and a more stirring life than ye may get of me at home:
so be it!  But I have bethought me, that, since I am growing old and
past the age of getting children, one of you, my sons, must abide at
home to cherish me and your mother, and to lead our carles in war if
trouble falleth upon us.  Now I know not how to choose by mine own wit
which of you shall ride and which abide.  For so it is that ye are
diverse of your conditions; but the evil conditions which one of you
lacks the other hath, and the valiancy which one hath, the other lacks.
Blaise is wise and prudent, but no great man of his hands.  Hugh is a
stout rider and lifter, but headstrong and foolhardy, and over
bounteous a skinker; and Gregory is courteous and many worded, but
sluggish in deed; though I will not call him a dastard.  As for Ralph,
he is fair to look on, and peradventure he may be as wise as Blaise, as
valiant as Hugh, and as smooth-tongued as Gregory; but of all this we
know little or nothing, whereas he is but young and untried.  Yet may
he do better than you others, and I deem that he will do so.  All
things considered, then, I say, I know not how to choose between you,
my sons; so let luck choose for me, and ye shall draw cuts for your
roads; and he that draweth longest shall go north, and the next longest
shall go east, and the third straw shall send the drawer west; but as
to him who draweth the shortest cut, he shall go no whither but back
again to my house, there to abide with me the chances and changes of
life; and it is most like that this one shall sit in my chair when I am
gone, and be called King of Upmeads.

"Now, my sons, doth this ordinance please you?  For if so be it doth
not, then may ye all abide at home, and eat of my meat, and drink of my
cup, but little chided either for sloth or misdoing, even as it hath
been aforetime."

The young men looked at one another, and Blaise answered and said:
"Sir, as for me I say we will do after your commandment, to take what
road luck may show us, or to turn back home again." They all yeasaid
this one after the other; and then King Peter said: "Now before I draw
the cuts, I shall tell you that I have appointed the squires to go with
each one of you.  Richard the Red shall go with Blaise; for though he
be somewhat stricken in years, and wise, yet is he a fierce carle and a
doughty, and knoweth well all feats of arms.

"Lancelot Longtongue shall be squire to Hugh; for he is good of seeming
and can compass all courtesy, and knoweth logic (though it be of the
law and not of the schools), yet is he a proper man of his hands; as
needs must he be who followeth Hugh; for where is Hugh, there is
trouble and debate.

"Clement the Black shall serve Gregory:  for he is a careful carle, and
speaketh one word to every ten deeds that he doeth; whether they be
done with point and edge, or with the hammer in the smithy.

"Lastly, I have none left to follow thee, Ralph, save Nicholas
Longshanks; but though he hath more words than I have, yet hath he more
wisdom, and is a man lettered and far-travelled, and loveth our house
right well.

"How say ye, sons, is this to your liking?"

They all said "yea."  Then quoth the king; "Nicholas, bring hither the
straws ready dight, and I will give them my sons to draw."

So each young man came up in turn and drew; and King Peter laid the
straws together and looked at them, and said:

"Thus it is, Hugh goeth north with Lancelot, Gregory westward with
Clement." He stayed a moment and then said:  "Blaise fareth eastward
and Richard with him.  As for thee, Ralph my dear son, thou shalt back
with me and abide in my house and I shall see thee day by day; and thou
shalt help me to live my last years happily in all honour; and thy love
shall be my hope, and thy valiancy my stay."

Therewith he arose and threw his arm about the young man's neck; but he
shrank away a little from his father, and his face grew troubled; and
King Peter noted that, and his countenance fell, and he said:

"Nay nay, my son; grudge not thy brethren the chances of the road, and
the ill-hap of the battle.  Here at least for thee is the bounteous
board and the full cup, and the love of kindred and well-willers, and
the fellowship of the folk.  O well is thee, my son, and happy shalt
thou be!"

But the young man knit his brows and said no word in answer.

Then came forward those three brethren who were to fare at all
adventure, and they stood before the old man saying nought.  Then he
laughed and said: "O ho, my sons!  Here in Upmeads have ye all ye need
without money, but when ye fare in the outlands ye need money; is it
not a lack of yours that your pouches be bare?  Abide, for I have seen
to it."

Therewith he drew out of his pouch three little bags, and said; "Take
ye each one of these; for therein is all that my treasury may shed as
now.  In each of these is there coined money, both white and red, and
some deal of gold uncoined, and of rings and brooches a few, and by
estimation there is in each bag the same value reckoned in lawful
silver of Upmeads and the Wolds and the Overhill-Countries. Take up
each what there is, and do the best ye may therewith."

Then each took his bag, and kissed and embraced his father; and they
kissed Ralph and each other, and so got to horse and departed with
their squires, going softly because of the hot sun.  But Nicholas
slowly mounted his hackney and led Ralph's war-horse with him home
again to King Peter's House.



CHAPTER 2

Ralph Goeth Back Home to the High House


Ralph and King Peter walked slowly home together, and as they went King
Peter fell to telling of how in his young days he rode in the Wood
Debateable, and was belated there all alone, and happed upon men who
were outlaws and wolfheads, and feared for his life; but they treated
him kindly, and honoured him, and saw him safe on his way in the
morning.  So that never thereafter would he be art and part with those
who hunted outlaws to slay them.  "For," said he, "it is with these men
as with others, that they make prey of folk; yet these for the more
part prey on the rich, and the lawful prey on the poor.  Otherwise it
is with these wolfheads as with lords and knights and franklins, that
as there be bad amongst them, so also there be good; and the good ones
I happed on, and so may another man."

Hereto paid Ralph little heed at that time, since he had heard the tale
and its morality before, and that more than once; and moreover his mind
was set upon his own matters and these was he pondering.  Albeit
perchance the words abode with him.  So came they to the House, and
Ralph's mother, who was a noble dame, and well-liking as for her years,
which were but little over fifty, stood in the hall-door to see which
of her sons should come back to her, and when she saw them coming
together, she went up to them, and cast her arms about Ralph and kissed
him and caressed him--being exceeding glad that it was he and not one
of the others who had returned to dwell with them; for he was her
best-beloved, as was little marvel, seeing that he was by far the
fairest and the most loving.  But Ralph's face grew troubled again in
his mother's arms, for he loved her exceeding well; and forsooth he
loved the whole house and all that dwelt there, down to the turnspit
dogs in the chimney ingle, and the swallows that nested in the earthen
bottles, which when he was little he had seen his mother put up in the
eaves of the out-bowers: but now, love or no love, the spur was in his
side, and he must needs hasten as fate would have him.  However, when
he had disentangled himself from his mother's caresses, he enforced
himself to keep a cheerful countenance, and upheld it the whole evening
through, and was by seeming merry at supper, and went to bed singing.



CHAPTER 3

Ralph Cometh to the Cheaping-Town


He slept in an upper chamber in a turret of the House, which chamber
was his own, and none might meddle with it.  There the next day he
awoke in the dawning, and arose and clad himself, and took his wargear
and his sword and spear, and bore all away without doors to the side of
the Ford in that ingle of the river, and laid it for a while in a
little willow copse, so that no chance-comer might see it; then he went
back to the stable of the House and took his destrier from the stall
(it was a dapple-grey horse called Falcon, and was right good,) and
brought him down to the said willow copse, and tied him to a tree till
he had armed himself amongst the willows, whence he came forth
presently as brisk-looking and likely a man-at-arms as you might see on
a summer day.  Then he clomb up into the saddle, and went his ways
splashing across the ford, before the sun had arisen, while the
throstle-cocks were yet amidst their first song.

Then he rode on a little trot south away; and by then the sun was up he
was without the bounds of Upmeads; albeit in the land thereabout dwelt
none who were not friends to King Peter and his sons: and that was
well, for now were folk stirring and were abroad in the fields; as a
band of carles going with their scythes to the hay-field; or a maiden
with her milking-pails going to her kine, barefoot through the seeding
grass; or a company of noisy little lads on their way to the nearest
pool of the stream that they might bathe in the warm morning after the
warm night.  All these and more knew him and his armour and Falcon his
horse, and gave him the sele of the day, and he was nowise troubled at
meeting them; for besides that they thought it no wonder to meet one of
the lords of Upmeads going armed about his errands, their own errands
were close at home, and it was little likely that they should go that
day so far as to Upmeads Water, seeing that it ran through the meadows
a half-score miles to the north-ward.

So Ralph rode on, and came into the high road, that led one way back
again into Upmeads, and crossed the Water by a fair bridge late builded
between King Peter and a house of Canons on the north side, and the
other way into a good cheaping-town hight Wulstead, beyond which Ralph
knew little of the world which lay to the south, and seemed to him a
wondrous place, full of fair things and marvellous adventures.

So he rode till he came into the town when the fair morning was still
young, the first mass over, and maids gathered about the fountain
amidst the market-place, and two or three dames sitting under the
buttercross.  Ralph rode straight up to the house of a man whom he
knew, and had often given him guesting there, and he himself was not
seldom seen in the High House of Upmeads.  This man was a merchant, who
went and came betwixt men's houses, and bought and sold many things
needful and pleasant to folk, and King Peter dealt with him much and
often.  Now he stood in the door of his house, which was new and
goodly, sniffing the sweet scents which the morning wind bore into the
town; he was clad in a goodly long gown of grey welted with silver, of
thin cloth meet for the summer-tide: for little he wrought with his
hands, but much with his tongue; he was a man of forty summers,
ruddy-faced and black-bearded, and he was called Clement Chapman.

When he saw Ralph he smiled kindly on him, and came and held his
stirrup as he lighted down, and said:  "Welcome, lord!  Art thou come
to give me a message, and eat and drink in a poor huckster's house, and
thou armed so gallantly?"

Ralph laughed merrily, for he was hungry, and he said: "Yea, I will eat
and drink with thee and kiss my gossip, and go my ways."

Therewith the carle led him into the house; and if it were goodly
without, within it was better.  For there was a fair chamber panelled
with wainscot well carven, and a cupboard of no sorry vessels of silver
and latten: the chairs and stools as fair as might be; no king's might
be better: the windows were glazed, and there were flowers and knots
and posies in them; and the bed was hung with goodly web from over sea
such as the soldan useth.  Also, whereas the chapman's ware-bowers were
hard by the chamber, there was a pleasant mingled smell therefrom
floating about.  The table was set with meat and drink and vessel of
pewter and earth, all fair and good; and thereby stood the chapman's
wife, a very goodly woman of two-score years, who had held Ralph at the
font when she was a slim damsel new wedded; for she was come of no mean
kindred of the Kingdom of Upmeads: her name was Dame Katherine.

Now she kissed Ralph's cheek friendly, and said: "Welcome, gossip! thou
art here in good time to break thy fast; and we will give thee a trim
dinner thereafter, when thou hast been here and there in the town and
done thine errand; and then shalt thou drink a cup and sing me a song,
and so home again in the cool of the evening."

Ralph seemed a little troubled at her word, and he said: "Nay, gossip,
though I thank thee for all these good things as though I had them, yet
must I ride away south straightway after I have breakfasted, and said
one word to the goodman.  Goodman, how call ye the next town southward,
and how far is it thither?"

Quoth Clement:  "My son, what hast thou to do with riding south?  As
thou wottest, going hence south ye must presently ride the
hill-country; and that is no safe journey for a lonely man, even if he
be a doughty knight like to thee, lord."

Said Ralph, reddening withal:  "I have an errand that way."

"An errand of King Peter's or thine own?" said Clement.

"Of King Peter's, if ye must wot," said Ralph.

Clement were no chapman had he not seen that the lad was lying; so he
said:

"Fair lord, saving your worship, how would it be as to the speeding of
King Peter's errand, if I brought thee before our mayor, and swore the
peace against thee; so that I might keep thee in courteous prison till
I had sent to thy father of thy whereabouts?"

The young man turned red with anger; but ere he could speak Dame
Katherine said sharply:  "Hold thy peace, Clement!  What hast thou to
meddle or make in the matter?  If our young lord hath will to ride out
and see the world, why should we let him?  Yea, why should his father
let him, if it come to that?  Take my word for it that my gossip shall
go through the world and come back to those that love him, as goodly as
he went forth.  And hold! here is for a token thereof."

Therewith she went to an ark that stood in the corner, and groped in
the till thereof and brought out a little necklace of blue and green
stones with gold knobs betwixt, like a pair of beads; albeit neither
pope nor priest had blessed them; and tied to the necklace was a little
box of gold with something hidden therein.  This gaud she gave to
Ralph, and said to him: "Gossip, wear this about thy neck, and let no
man take it from thee, and I think it will be salvation to thee in
peril, and good luck to thee in the time of questing; so that it shall
be to thee as if thou hadst drunk of the WELL AT THE WORLD'S END."

"What is that water?" said Ralph, "and how may I find it?"

"I know not rightly," she said, "but if a body might come by it, I hear
say it saveth from weariness and wounding and sickness; and it winneth
love from all, and maybe life everlasting.  Hast thou not heard tell of
it, my husband?"

"Yea," said the chapman, "many times; and how that whoso hath drunk
thereof hath the tongue that none may withstand, whether in buying or
selling, or prevailing over the hearts of men in any wise.  But as for
its wherabouts, ye shall not find it in these parts.  Men say that it
is beyond the Dry Tree; and that is afar, God wot!  But now, lord
Ralph, I rede thee go back again this evening with Andrew, my nephew,
for company:  forsooth, he will do little less gainful than riding with
thee to Upmeads than if he abide in Wulstead; for he is idle.  But, my
lord, take it not amiss that I spake about the mayor and the tipstaves;
for it was but a jest, as thou mayest well wot."

Ralph's face cleared at that word, and he stood smiling, weighing the
chaplet in his hand; but Dame Katherine said:

"Dear gossip, do it on speedily; for it is a gift from me unto thee:
and from a gossip even king's sons may take a gift."

Quoth Ralph:  "But is it lawful to wear it? is there no wizardry within
it?"

"Hearken to him!" she said, "and how like unto a man he speaketh; if
there were a brawl in the street, he would strike in and ask no word
thereof, not even which were the better side: whereas here is my
falcon-chick frighted at a little gold box and a pair of Saracen beads."

"Well," quoth Ralph, "the first holy man I meet shall bless them for
me."

"That shall he not," said the dame, "that shall he not.  Who wotteth
what shall betide to thee or me if he do so?  Come, do them on, and
then to table!  For seest thou not that the goodman is wearying for
meat? and even thine eyes will shine the brighter for a mouthful,
king's son and gossip."

She took him by the hand and did the beads on his neck and kissed and
fondled him before he sat down, while the goodman looked on, grinning
rather sheepishly, but said nought to them; and only called on his boy
to lead the destrier to stable.  So when they were set down, the
chapman took up the word where it had been dropped, and said:  "So,
Lord Ralph, thou must needs take to adventures, being, as thou deemest,
full grown.  That is all one as the duck taketh to water despite of the
hen that hath hatched her.  Well, it was not to be thought that Upmeads
would hold you lords much longer.  Or what is gone with my lords your
brethren?"

Said Ralph:  "They have departed at all adventure, north, east, and
west, each bearing our father's blessing and a bag of pennies.  And to
speak the truth, goodman, for I perceive I am no doctor at lying, my
father and mother would have me stay at home when my brethren were
gone, and that liketh me not; therefore am I come out to seek my luck
in the world: for Upmeads is good for a star-gazer, maybe, or a
simpler, or a priest, or a worthy good carle of the fields, but not for
a king's son with the blood running hot in his veins.  Or what sayest
thou, gossip?"

Quoth the dame:  "I could weep for thy mother; but for thee nought at
all.  It is good that thou shouldest do thy will in the season of youth
and the days of thy pleasure.  Yea, and I deem that thou shalt come
back again great and worshipful; and I am called somewhat foreseeing.
Only look to it that thou keep the pretty thing that I have just given
thee."

"Well," said the chapman, "this is fine talk about pleasure and the
doing of one's will; nevertheless a whole skin is good wares, though it
be not to be cheapened in any market of the world.  Now, lord, go thou
where thou wilt, whether I say go or abide; and forsooth I am no man of
King Peter's, that I should stay thee.  As for the name of the next
town, it is called Higham-on-the-Way, and is a big town plenteous of
victuals, with strong walls and a castle, and a very rich abbey of
monks:  and there is peace within its walls, because the father abbot
wages a many men to guard him and his, and to uphold his rights against
all comers; wherein he doth wisely, and also well.  For much folk
flocketh to his town and live well therein; and there is great recourse
of chapmen thither.  No better market is there betwixt this and
Babylon.  Well, Sir Ralph, I rede thee if thou comest unhurt to
Higham-on-the-Way, go no further for this time, but take service with
the lord abbot, and be one of his men of war; thou may'st then become
his captain if thou shouldest live; which would be no bad adventure for
one who cometh from Upmeads."

Ralph looked no brighter for this word, and he answered nought to it:
but said presently:

"And what is to be looked for beyond Higham if one goeth further?  Dost
thou know the land any further?"

The carle smiled:  "Yea forsooth, and down to the Wood Perilous, and
beyond it, and the lands beyond the Wood; and far away through them.  I
say not that I have been to the Dry Tree; but I have spoken to one who
hath heard of him who hath seen it; though he might not come by a
draught of the Well at the World's End."

Ralph's eyes flashed, and his cheeks reddened as he listened hereto;
but he spake quietly:

"Master Clement, how far dost thou make it to Higham-on-the-Way?"

"A matter of forty miles," said the Chapman; "because, as thou wottest,
if ye ride south from hence, ye shall presently bring your nose up
against the big downs, and must needs climb them at once; and when ye
are at the top of Bear Hill, and look south away ye shall see nought
but downs on downs with never a road to call a road, and never a
castle, or church, or homestead:  nought but some shepherd's hut; or at
the most the little house of a holy man with a little chapel thereby in
some swelly of the chalk, where the water hath trickled into a pool;
for otherwise the place is waterless." Therewith he took a long pull at
the tankard by his side, and went on:

"Higham is beyond all that, and out into the fertile plain; and a
little river hight Coldlake windeth about the meadows there; and it is
a fair land; though look you the wool of the downs is good, good, good!
I have foison of this year's fleeces with me.  Ye shall raise none such
in Upmeads."

Ralph sat silent a little, as if pondering, and then he started up and
said: "Good master Clement, we have eaten thy meat and thank thee for
that and other matters.  Wilt thou now be kinder, and bid thy boy bring
round Falcon our horse; for we have far to go, and must begone
straight-away."

"Yea, lord," said Clement, "even so will I do."  And he muttered under
his breath; "Thou talkest big, my lad, with thy 'we'; but thou art
pressed lest Nicholas be here presently to fetch thee back; and to say
sooth I would his hand were on thy shoulder even now."

Then he spake aloud again, and said:

"I must now begone to my lads, and I will send one round with thy
war-horse. But take my rede, my lord, and become the man of the Abbot
of St. Mary's of Higham, and all will be well."

Therewith he edged himself out of the chamber, and the dame fell to
making a mighty clatter with the vessel and trenchers and cups on the
board, while Ralph walked up and down the chamber his war-gear jingling
upon him.  Presently the dame left her table-clatter and came up to
Ralph and looked kindly into his face and said:  "Gossip, hast thou
perchance any money?"

He flushed up red, and then his face fell; yet he spake gaily: "Yea,
gossip, I have both white and red:  there are three golden crowns in my
pouch, and a little flock of silver pennies: forsooth I say not as many
as would reach from here to Upmeads, if they were laid one after the
other."

She smiled and patted his cheek, and said:

"Thou art no very prudent child, king's son.  But it comes into my mind
that my master did not mean thee to go away empty-handed; else had he
not departed and left us twain together."

Therewith she went to the credence that stood in a corner, and opened a
drawer therein and took out a little bag, and gave it into Ralph's
hand, and said:  "This is the gift of the gossip; and thou mayst take
it without shame; all the more because if thy father had been a worser
man, and a harder lord he would have had more to give thee.  But now
thou hast as much or more as any one of thy brethren."

He took the bag smiling and shame-faced, but she looked on him fondly
and said:

"Now I know not whether I shall lay old Nicholas on thine heels when he
cometh after thee, as come he will full surely; or whether I shall
suffer the old sleuth-hound nose out thy slot of himself, as full
surely he will set on to it."

"Thou mightest tell him," said Ralph, "that I am gone to take service
with the Abbot of St. Mary's of Higham:  hah?"

She laughed and said:  "Wilt thou do so, lord, and follow the rede of
that goodman of mine, who thinketh himself as wise as Solomon?"

Ralph smiled and answered her nothing.

"Well," she said, "I shall say what likes me when the hour is at hand.
Lo, here! thine horse.  Abide yet a moment of time, and then go whither
thou needs must, like the wind of the summer day."

Therewith she went out of the chamber and came back again with a scrip
which she gave to Ralph and said:  "Herein is a flask of drink for the
waterless country, and a little meat for the way.  Fare thee well,
gossip!  Little did I look for it when I rose up this morning and
nothing irked me save the dulness of our town, and the littleness of
men's doings therein, that I should have to cut off a piece of my life
from me this morning, and say, farewell gossip, as now again I do."

Therewith she kissed him on either cheek and embraced him; and it might
be said of her and him that she let him go thereafter; for though as
aforesaid he loved her, and praised her kindness, he scarce understood
the eagerness of her love for him; whereas moreover she saw him not so
often betwixt Upmeads and Wulstead:  and belike she herself scarce
understood it.  Albeit she was a childless woman.

So when he had got to horse, she watched him riding a moment, and saw
how he waved his hand to her as he turned the corner of the
market-place, and how a knot of lads and lasses stood staring on him
after she lost sight of him.  Then she turned her back into the chamber
and laid her head on the table and wept.  Then came in the goodman
quietly and stood by her and she heeded him not.  He stood grinning
curiously on her awhile, and then laid his hand on her shoulder, and
said as she raised her face to him:

"Sweetheart, it availeth nought; when thou wert young and exceeding
fair, he was but a little babe, and thou wert looking in those days to
have babes of thine own; and then it was too soon: and now that he is
such a beauteous young man, and a king's son withal, and thou art
wedded to a careful carle of no weak heart, and thou thyself art more
than two-score years old, it is too late.  Yet thou didst well to give
our lord the money.  Lo! here is wherewithal to fill up the lack in thy
chest; and here is a toy for thee in place of the pair of beads thou
gavest him; and I bid thee look on it as if I had given him my share of
the money and the beads."

She turned to Clement, and took the bag of money, and the chaplet which
he held out to her, and she said: "God wot thou art no ill man, my
husband, but would God I had a son like to him!"

She still wept somewhat; but the chapman said:  "Let it rest there,
sweetheart! let it rest there!  It may be a year or twain before thou
seest him again:  and then belike he shall be come back with some woman
whom he loves better than any other; and who knows but in a way he may
deem himself our son.  Meanwhile thou hast done well, sweetheart, so be
glad."

Therewith he kissed her and went his ways to his merchandize, and she
to the ordering of her house, grieved but not unhappy.



CHAPTER 4

Ralph Rideth the Downs


As for Ralph, he rode on with a merry heart, and presently came to an
end of the plain country, and the great downs rose up before him with a
white road winding up to the top of them.  Just before the <DW72>s began
to rise was a little thorp beside a stream, and thereby a fair church
and a little house of Canons: so Ralph rode toward the church to see if
therein were an altar of St. Nicholas, who was his good lord and
patron, that he might ask of him a blessing on his journey.  But as he
came up to the churchyard-gate he saw a great black horse tied thereto
as if abiding some one; and as he lighted down from his saddle he saw a
man coming hastily from out the church-door and striding swiftly toward
the said gate.  He was a big man, and armed; for he had a bright steel
sallet on his head, which covered his face all save the end of his
chin; and plates he had on his legs and arms.  He wore a green coat
over his armour, and thereon was wrought in gold an image of a tree
leafless:  he had a little steel axe about his neck, and a great sword
hung by his side.  Ralph stood looking on him with his hand on the
latch of the gate, but when the man came thereto he tore it open
roughly and shoved through at once, driving Ralph back, so that he
well-nigh overset him, and so sprang to his horse and swung himself
into the saddle, just as Ralph steadied himself and ruffled up to him,
half drawing his sword from the scabbard the while.  But the
man-at-arms cried out, "Put it back, put it back!  If thou must needs
deal with every man that shoveth thee in his haste, thy life is like to
be but short."

He was settling himself in his saddle as he spoke, and now he shook his
rein, and rode off speedily toward the hill-road.  But when he was so
far off that Ralph might but see his face but as a piece of reddish
colour, he reined up for a moment of time, and turning round in his
saddle lifted up his sallet and left his face bare, and cried out as if
to Ralph, "The first time!" And then let the head-piece fall again, and
set spurs to his horse and gallopped away.

Ralph stood looking at him as he got smaller on the long white road,
and wondering what this might mean, and how the unknown man should know
him, if he did know him.  But presently he let his wonder run off him,
and went his ways into the church, wherein he found his good lord and
friend St. Nicholas, and so said a paternoster before his altar, and
besought his help, and made his offering; and then departed and gat to
horse again, and rode softly the way to the downs, for the day was hot.

The way was steep and winding, with a hollow cup of the hills below it,
and above it a bent so steep that Ralph could see but a few yards of it
on his left hand; but when he came to the hill's brow and could look
down on the said bent, he saw strange figures on the face thereof, done
by cutting away the turf so that the chalk might show clear.  A tree
with leaves was done on that hill-side, and on either hand of it a
beast like a bear ramping up against the tree; and these signs were
very ancient.  This hill-side carving could not be seen from the thorp
beneath, which was called Netherton, because the bent looked westward
down into the hollow of the hill abovesaid; but from nigher to Wulstead
they were clear to see, and Ralph had often beheld them, but never so
nigh: and that hill was called after them Bear Hill.  At the top of it
was an earth-work of the ancient folk, which also was called Bear
Castle.  And now Ralph rode over the hill's brow into it; for the walls
had been beaten down in places long and long ago.

Now he rode up the wall, and at the topmost of it turned and looked
aback on the blue country which he had ridden through stretching many a
league below, and tried if he could pick out Upmeads from amongst the
diverse wealth of the summer land: but Upmeads Water was hidden, and he
could see nothing to be sure of to tell him whereabouts the High House
stood; yet he deemed that he could make out the Debateable Wood and the
hills behind it well enough.  Then he turned his horse about, and had
the down-country before him; long lines of hills to wit, one rising
behind the other like the waves of a somewhat quiet sea: no trees
thereon, nor houses that he might see thence: nought but a green road
that went waving up and down before him greener than the main face of
the <DW72>s.

He looked at it all for a minute or two as the south-west wind went
past his ears, and played a strange tune on the innumerable stems of
the bents and the hard-stalked blossoms, to which the bees sang
counterpoint.  Then the heart arose within him, and he drew the sword
from the scabbard, and waved it about his head, and shook it toward the
south, and cried out, "Now, welcome world, and be thou blessed from one
end to the other, from the ocean sea to the uttermost mountains!"

A while he held the white steel in his fist, and then sheathed the
blade, and rode down soberly over the turf bridge across the ancient
fosse, and so came on to the green road made many ages before by an
ancient people, and so trotted south along fair and softly.

Little is to be told of his journey through the downs: as he topped a
low hill whereon were seven grave-mounds of the ancient folk in a row,
he came on a shepherd lying amidst of his sheep: the man sprang to his
feet when he heard horse-hoofs anigh him and saw the glint of steel,
and he set his hand to a short spear which lay by him; but when he saw
nought but Ralph, and heard how he gave him the sele of the day, he
nodded his head in a friendly way, though he said nought in salutation;
for the loneliness of the downs made the speech slow within him.

Again some two miles further on Ralph met a flock of sheep coming down
a bent which the road climbed, and with them were three men, their
drovers, and they drew nigh him as he was amidst of the sheep, so that
he could scarce see the way.  Each of these three had a weapon; one a
pole-axe, another a long spear, and the third a flail jointed and bound
with iron, and an anlace hanging at his girdle.  So they stood in the
way and hailed him when the sheep were gone past; and the man with the
spear asked him whither away.  "I am turned toward Higham-on-the-Way,"
quoth he; "and how many miles shall I ride ere I get there?"

Said one of them:  "Little less than twenty, lord."  Now it was past
noon two hours, and the day was hot; so whereas the faces of the men
looked kind and friendly, albeit somewhat rugged, he lighted down from
his horse and sat down by the way-side, and drew his bottle of good
wine from out of his wallet, and asked the men if they were in haste.
"Nay, master," said he of the pole-axe, while all eyes turned to the
bottle, "HE has gone by too long; and will neither meddle with us, nor
may we deal with him."

"Well then," quoth Ralph, "there is time for bever.  Have ye ought of a
cup, that we may drink to each other?"

"Yea," said the carle with the anlace, "that have I." Therewith he drew
from his pouch a ram's horn rimmed with silver, and held it up, and
said as if he were speaking to it:  "Now, Thirly, rejoice! for ye shall
have lord's wine poured into thy maw."

Therewith he held it out toward Ralph, who laughed and filled it up,
and filled for himself a little silver cup which he carried, and said:
"To you, shepherds!  Much wool and little cry!" And he drank withal.

"And I," quoth the man with the horn, "call this health; Much cry and
little wool!"

"Well, well, how mean ye by that, Greasy Wat?" said the man with the
spear, taking the horn as he spake; "that is but a poor wish for a lord
that drinketh out of our cup."

Said Wat:  "Why, neighbour, why! thy wit is none too hasty.  The wool
that a knight sheareth is war and battle; that is wounding and death;
but the cry is the talk and boasting and minstrelsy that goeth before
all this.  Which is the best wish to wish him? the wounds and the
death, or the fore-rumour and stir thereof which hurteth no man?"

Ralph laughed thereat, and was merry and blithe with them; but the
spearman, who was an old man, said:

"For all Wat sayeth, lord, and his japes, ye must not misdeem of us
that we shepherds of the Downs can do nought but run to ales and
feasts, and that we are but pot-valiant: maybe thou thyself mayst live
to see things go otherwise:  and in that day may we have such as thee
for captain.  Now, fair lord, I drink to thy crown of valour, and thy
good luck; and we thank thee for the wine and yet more for the blithe
fellowship."

So Ralph filled up the ram's horn till Dame Katherine's good island
wine was well-nigh spent; and at last he said:

"Now, my masters, I must to horse; but I pray you tell or we depart,
what did ye mean when ye said that HE had gone past?  Who is HE?"

The merry faces of the men changed at his word, and they looked in each
other's faces, till at last the old spearman answered him:

"Fair lord, these things we have little will to talk about: for we be
poor men with no master to fleece us, and no lord to help us: also we
be folk unlearned and unlettered, and from our way of life, whereas we
dwell in the wilderness, we seldom come within the doors of a church.
But whereas we have drunk with thee, who seemest to be a man of
lineage, and thou hast been blithe with us, we will tell thee that we
have seen one riding south along the Greenway, clad in a coat as green
as the way, with the leafless tree done on his breast.  So nigh to him
we were that we heard his cry as he sped along, as ye may hear the
lapwing whining; for he said: 'POINT AND EDGE, POINT AND EDGE!  THE RED
WATER AMIDST OF THE HILLS!' In my lifetime such a man hath, to my
knowledge, been seen thrice before; and after each sight of him
followed evil days and the death of men.  Moreover this is the Eve of
St. John, and we deem the token the worse therefor.  Or how deemest
thou?"

Ralph stood silent awhile; for he was thinking of the big man whom he
had met at the churchyard gate, and all this tale seemed wonderful to
him.  But at last he said:

"I cannot tell what there is in it; herein am I no help to you.  To-day
I am but little; though I may one day be great.  Yet this may I do for
you; tomorrow will I let sing a mass in St. Mary's Church on your
behoof.  And hereafter, if I wax as my will is, and I come to be lord
in these lands, I will look to it to do what a good lord should do for
the shepherds of the Downs, so that they may live well, and die in good
hope.  So may the Mother of God help me at need!"

Said the old shepherd:  "Thou hast sworn an oath, and it is a good
oath, and well sworn.  Now if thou dost as thou swearest, words can but
little thanks, yet deeds may.  Wherefore if ever thou comest back
hither, and art in such need that a throng of men may help thee
therein; then let light a great fire upon each corner of the topmost
wall of Bear Castle, and call to mind this watch-word: 'SMITE ASIDE THE
AXE, O BEAR-FATHER,' and then shalt thou see what shall betide thee for
thy good-hap: farewell now, with the saints to aid!"

Ralph bade them live well and hail, and mounted his horse and rode off
down the Greenway, and as he rode the shepherds waved their weapons to
him in token of good-will.



CHAPTER 5

Ralph Cometh to Higham-on-the-Way


Nought more befell Ralph to tell of till he came to the end of the
Downs and saw Higham lying below him overlooked by a white castle on a
knoll, and with a river lapping it about and winding on through its
fair green meadows even as Clement had told.  From amidst its houses
rose up three towers of churches above their leaden roofs, and high
above all, long and great, the Abbey Church; and now was the low sun
glittering on its gilded vanes and the wings of the angels high upon
the battlements.

So Ralph rode down the <DW72>s and was brisk about it, for it was
drawing toward sunset, and he knew not at what hour they shut their
gates.  The road was steep and winding, and it was the more part of an
hour ere he came to the gate, which was open, and like to be yet, for
many folk were thronging in, which throng also had hindered him soon
after he came into the plain country.  The gate was fair and strong,
but Ralph saw no men-at-arms about it that evening.  He rode into the
street unquestioned, and therein was the throng great of people clad in
fair and gay attire; and presently Ralph called to mind that this was
St. John's Eve, so that he knew that there was some feast toward.

At last the throng was so thick that he was stayed by it; and
therewithal a religious who was beside him and thrust up against his
horse, turned to him and gave him good even, and said:  "By thy weapons
and gear thou art a stranger here in our burg, Sir Knight?"

"So it is," said Ralph.

"And whither away?" said the monk; "hast thou some kinsman or friend in
the town?"

"Nay," said Ralph, "I seek a good hostelry where I may abide the night
for my money."

The monk shook his head and said:  "See ye the folk?  It is holiday
time, and midsummer after haysel.  Ye shall scarce get lodging outside
our house.  But what then?  Come thou thither straightway and have
harbour of the best, and see our prior, who loveth young and brisk
men-at-arms like to thee.  Lo now! the throng openeth a little; I will
walk by thy bridle and lead thee the shortest road thither."

Ralph gainsaid him not, and they bored through the throng of the street
till they came into the market-square, which was very great and clean,
paved with stones all over:  tall and fair houses rose up on three
sides of it, and on the fourth was the Great Church which made those
houses seem but low: most of it was new-built; for the lord Abbot that
then was, though he had not begun it, had taken the work up from his
forerunner and had pushed it forward all he might; for he was very
rich, and an open-handed man.  Like dark gold it showed under the
evening sun, and the painted and gilded imagery shone like jewels upon
it.

"Yea," said the monk, as he noted Ralph's wonder at this wonder; "a
most goodly house it is, and happy shall they be that dwell there."

Therewith he led Ralph on, turning aside through the great square.
Ralph saw that there were many folk therein, though it was too big to
be thronged thick with them.  Amidst of it was now a great pile of wood
hung about with flowers, and hard by it a stage built up with hangings
of rich cloth on one side thereof.  He asked the monk what this might
mean, and he told him the wood was for the Midsummer bale-fire, and the
stage for the show that should come thereafter.  So the brother led
Ralph down a lane to the south of the great west door, and along the
side of the minster and so came to the Abbey gate, and there was Ralph
well greeted, and had all things given him which were due to a good
knight; and then was he brought into the Guest-hall, a very fair
chamber, which was now full of men of all degrees.  He was shown to a
seat on the dais within two of the subprior's, and beside him sat an
honourable lord, a vassal of St. Mary's. So was supper served well and
abundantly:  the meat and drink was of the best, and the vessel and all
the plenishing was as good as might be; and the walls of that chamber
were hung with noble arras-cloth picturing the Pilgrimage of the Soul
of Man.

Every man there who spoke with Ralph, and they were many, was exceeding
courteous to him; and he heard much talk about him of the wealth of the
lands of St. Mary's at Higham, and how it was flourishing; and of the
Abbot how mighty he was, so that he might do what he would, and that
his will was to help and to give, and be blithe with all men: and folk
told of turmoil and war in other lands, and praised the peace of
Higham-on-the-Way.

Ralph listened to all this, and smiled, and said to himself that to
another man this might well be the end of his journey for that time;
but for him all this peace and well-being was not enough; for though it
were a richer land than Upmeads, yet to the peace and the quiet he was
well used, and he had come forth not for the winning of fatter peace,
but to try what new thing his youth and his might and his high hope and
his good hap might accomplish.

So when the supper was over, and the wine and spices had been brought,
the Guest-hall began to thin somewhat, and the brother who had brought
Ralph thither came to him and said:

"Fair lord, it were nowise ill if ye went forth, as others of our
guests have done, to see the deeds of Midsummer Eve that shall be done
in the great square in honour of Holy John; for our manner therein at
Higham has been much thought of.  Look my son!"

He pointed to the windows of the hall therewith, and lo! they grew
yellow and bright with some fire without, as if a new fiery day had
been born out of the dusk of the summer night; for the light that shone
through the windows out-did the candle-light in the hall.  Ralph
started thereat and laid his right hand to the place of his sword,
which indeed he had left with the chamberlain; but the monk laughed and
said:  "Fear nothing, lord; there is no foeman in Higham: come now,
lest thou be belated of the show."

So he led Ralph forth, and into the square, where there was a space
appointed for the brethren and their guests to see the plays; and the
square was now so full of folk that it seemed like as if that there
were no one man in the streets which were erewhile so thronged.

There were rows of men-at-arms in bright armour also to keep the folk
in their places, like as hurdles pen the sheep up; howbeit they were
nowise rough with folk, but humble and courteous.  Many and many were
the torches and cressets burning steadily in the calm air, so that, as
aforesaid, night was turned into day.  But on the scaffold aforesaid
were standing bright and gay figures, whose names or what they were
Ralph had no time to ask.

Now the bells began to clash from the great tower of the minster, and
in a little while they had clashed themselves into order and rang clear
and tuneably for a space; and while they were ringing, lo! those
gay-clad people departed from the scaffold, and a canvas painted like a
mountain-side, rocky and with caves therein, was drawn up at the back
of it.  Then came thereon one clad like a king holding a fair maiden by
the hand, and with him was a dame richly clad and with a crown on her
head.  So these two kissed the maiden, and lamented over her, and went
their ways, and the maiden left alone sat down upon a rock and covered
up her face and wept; and while Ralph wondered what this might mean, or
what grieved the maiden, there came creeping, as it were from out of a
cranny of the rocks, a worm huge-headed and covered over with scales
that glittered in the torch-light. Then Ralph sprang up in his place,
for he feared for the maiden that the worm would devour her:  but the
monk who sat by him pulled him down by the skirt, and laughed and said:
"Sit still, lord! for the champion also has been provided."

Then Ralph sat down again somewhat abashed and looked on; yet was his
heart in his mouth the while.  And so while the maiden stood as one
astonied before the worm, who gaped upon her with wide open mouth,
there came forth from a cleft in the rocks a goodly knight who bore
silver, a red cross; and he had his sword in his hand, and he fell upon
the worm to smite him; and the worm ramped up against him, and there
was battle betwixt them, while the maiden knelt anigh with her hands
clasped together.

Then Ralph knew that this was a play of the fight of St. George with
the worm; so he sat silent till the champion had smitten off the worm's
head and had come to the maiden and kissed and embraced her, and shown
her the grisly head.  Then presently came many folk on to the scaffold,
to wit, the king and queen who were the father and mother of the
maiden, and a bishop clad in very fair vestments, and knights withal;
and they stood about St. George and the maiden, and with them were
minstrels who fell to playing upon harps and fiddles; while other some
fell to singing a sweet song in honour of St. George, and the maiden
delivered.

So when it was all done, the monk said:  "This play is set forth by the
men-at-arms of our lord Abbot, who have great devotion toward St.
George, and he is their friend and their good lord.  But hereafter will
be other plays, of wild men and their feasting in the woods in the
Golden Age of the world; and that is done by the scribes and the
limners.  And after that will be a pageant of St. Agnes ordered by the
clothiers and the webbers, which be both many and deft in this good
town.  Albeit thou art a young man and hast ridden far to-day belike,
and mayhappen thou wilt not be able to endure it: so it may be well to
bring thee out of this throng straightway.  Moreover I have bethought
me, that there is much of what is presently to come which we shall see
better from the minster roof, or even it may be from the tower:  wilt
thou come then?"

Ralph had liefer have sat there and seen all the plays to the end, for
they seemed to him exceeding fair, and like to ravish the soul from the
body; howbeit, being shamefaced, he knew not how to gainsay the
brother, who took him by the hand, and led him through the press to the
west front of the minster, where on the north side was a little door in
a nook.  So they went up a stair therein a good way till they came into
a gallery over the western door; and looking forth thence Ralph deemed
that he could have seen a long way had daylight been, for it was higher
than the tops of the highest houses.

So there they abode a space looking down on the square and its throng,
and the bells, which had been ringing when they came up, now ceased a
while.  But presently there arose great shouts and clamour amongst the
folk below, and they could see men with torches drawing near to the
pile of wood, and then all of a sudden shot up from it a great spiring
flame, and all the people shouted together, while the bells broke out
again over their heads.

Then the brother pointed aloof with his finger and said: "Lo you! fair
lord, how bale speaks to bale all along the headlands of the
down-country, and below there in the thorps by the river!"

Forsooth Ralph saw fire after fire break out to the westward; and the
brother said:  "And if we stood over the high altar and looked east, ye
would see more of such fires and many more; and all these bales are
piled up and lighted by vassals and villeins of my lord Abbot: now
to-night they are but mere Midsummer bale-fires; but doubt ye not that
if there came war into the land each one of these bales would mean at
least a half-score of stout men, archers and men-at-arms, all ready to
serve their lord at all adventure.  All this the tyrants round about,
that hate holy Church and oppress the poor, know full well; therefore
we live in peace in these lands."

Ralph hearkened, but said nought; for amidst all this flashing of fire
and flame, and the crying out of folk, and the measured clash of the
bells so near him, his thought was confused, and he had no words ready
to hand.  But the monk turned from the parapet and looked him full in
the face and said to him:

"Thou art a fair young man, and strong, and of gentle blood as I deem;
and thou seemest to me to have the lucky look in thine eyes: now I tell
thee that if thou wert to take service with my lord thou shouldest
never rue it.  Yea, why shouldest thou not wax in his service, and
become his Captain of Captains, which is an office meet for kings?"

Ralph looked on him, but answered nought, for he could not gather his
thoughts for an answer; and the brother said: "Think of it, I bid thee,
fair young lord; and be sure that nowhere shalt thou have a better
livelihood, not even wert thou a king's son; for the children of my
lord Abbot are such that none dareth to do them any displeasure;
neither is any overlord as good as is Holy Church."

"Yea," said Ralph, "doubtless thou sayest sooth; yet I wot not that I
am come forth to seek a master."

Said the brother:  "Nay, do but see the lord Abbot, as thou mayst do
to-morrow, if thou wilt."

"I would have his blessing," said Ralph.

"No less shalt thou have," said the brother; "but look you down yonder;
for I can see tokens that my lord is even now coming forth."

Ralph looked down and beheld the folk parting to right and left, and a
lane made amidst the throng, guarded by men-at-arms mingled with the
cross-bearers and brethren; and the sound of trumpets blared forth over
the noises of the throng.

"If the lord Abbot cometh," said Ralph, "I were fain of his blessing
to-night before I sleep:  so go we down straightway that I may kneel
before him with the rest."

"What!" said the monk, "Wilt thou, my lord, kneel amongst all these
burgesses and vavassors when thou mightest see the Abbot in his own
chamber face to face alone with him?"

"Father," said Ralph, "I am no great man, and I must needs depart
betimes to-morrow; for I perceive that here are things too mighty and
over-mastering for such as I be."

"Well," said the monk, "yet mayst thou come back again; so at present I
will make no more words about it."

So they went down, and came out amidst the throng, above which the bale
still flared high, making the summer night as light as day.  The
brother made way for Ralph, so that they stood in the front row of
folk:  they had not been there one minute ere they heard the sound of
the brethren singing, and the Abbot came forth out of the lane that
went down to the gate.  Then all folk went down upon their knees, and
thus abode him.  Right so Ralph deemed that he felt some one pull his
sleeve, but in such a throng that was nought of a wonder; howbeit, he
turned and looked to his left, whence came the tug, and saw kneeling
beside him a tall man-at-arms, who bore a sallet on his head in such
wise that it covered all his face save the point of his chin.  Then
Ralph bethought him of the man of the leafless tree, and he looked to
see what armoury the man bore on his coat; but he had nothing save a
loose frock of white linen over his hauberk.  Nevertheless, he heard a
voice in his ear, which said, "The second time!" whereon he deemed that
it was verily that same man:  yet had he nought to do to lay hold on
him, and he might not speak with him, for even therewith came the Abbot
in garments all of gold, going a-foot under a canopy of baudekyn, with
the precious mitre on his head, and the crozier borne before him, as if
he had been a patriarch: for he was an exceeding mighty lord.

Ralph looked hard on him as he passed by, blessing the folk with
upraised hand; and he saw that he was a tall spare man, clean-shaven,
and thin-faced; but no old man, belike scarce of fifty winters.  Ralph
caught his eye, and he smiled on the goodly young man so kindly, that
for a moment Ralph deemed that he would dwell in St. Mary's House for a
little while; for, thought he, if my father, or Nicholas, hear of me
therein, they must even let me alone to abide here.

Therewith the Abbot went forth to his place, and sat him down under a
goodly cloth of estate, and folk stood up again; but when Ralph looked
for the man in the sallet he could see nought of him.  Now when the
Abbot was set down, men made a clear ring round about the bale, and
there came into the said ring twelve young men, each clad in nought
save a goat-skin, and with garlands of leaves and flowers about their
middles: they had with them a wheel done about with straw and hemp
payed with pitch and brimstone.  They set fire to the same, and then
trundled it blazing round about the bale twelve times.  Then came to
them twelve damsels clad in such-like guise as the young men:  then
both bands, the young men and the maidens, drew near to the bale, which
was now burning low, and stood about it, and joined hands, and so
danced round it a while, and meantime the fiddles played an uncouth
tune merrily: then they sundered, and each couple of men and maids
leapt backward and forward over the fire; and when they had all leapt,
came forward men with buckets of water which they cast over the dancers
till it ran down them in streams.  Then was all the throng mingled
together, and folk trod the embers of the bale under foot, and
scattered them hither and thither all over the square.

All this while men were going about with pitchers of wine and ale, and
other good drinks; and every man drank freely what he would, and there
was the greatest game and joyance.

But now was Ralph exceeding weary, and he said:  "Father, mightest thou
lead me out of this throng, and show me some lair where I may sleep in
peace, I would thank thee blithely."

As he spake there sounded a great horn over the square, and the Abbot
rose in his place and blessed all the people once more.  Then said the
monk:

"Come then, fair field-lord, now shalt thou have thy will of bed." And
he laughed therewith, and drew Ralph out of the throng and brought him
into the Abbey, and into a fair little chamber, on the wall whereof was
pictured St. Christopher, and St. Julian the lord and friend of
wayfarers.  Then he brought Ralph the wine and spices, and gave him
good-night, and went his ways.

As Ralph put the raiment from off him he said to himself a long day
forsooth, so long that I should have thought no day could have held all
that has befallen me.  So many strange things have I seen, that surely
my dreams shall be full of them; for even now I seem to see them,
though I waken.

So he lay down in his bed and slept, and dreamed that he was fishing
with an angle in a deep of Upmeads Water; and he caught many fish; but
after a while whatsoever he caught was but of gilded paper stuffed with
wool, and at last the water itself was gone, and he was casting his
angle on to a dry road.  Therewith he awoke and saw that day was
dawning, and heard the minster clock strike three, and heard the
thrushes singing their first song in the Prior's garden.  Then he
turned about and slept, and dreamed no more till he woke up in the
bright sunny morning.



CHAPTER 6

Ralph Goeth His Ways From the Abbey of St. Mary at Higham


It was the monk who had been his guide the day before who had now waked
him, and he stood by the bedside holding a great bowl of milk in his
hand, and as Ralph sat up, and rubbed his eyes, with all his youthful
sloth upon him, the monk laughed and said:

"That is well, lord, that is well!  I love to see a young man so sleepy
in the morning; it is a sign of thriving; and I see thou art thriving
heartily for the time when thou shalt come back to us to lead my lord's
host in battle."

"Where be the bale-fires?" said Ralph, not yet fully awake.

"Where be they!" said the brother, "where be they!  They be sunken to
cold coals long ago, like many a man's desires and hopes, who hath not
yet laid his head on the bosom of the mother, that is Holy Church.
Come, my lord, arise, and drink the monk's wine of morning, and then if
ye must need ride, ride betimes, and ride hard; for the Wood Perilous
beginneth presently as ye wend your ways; and it were well for thee to
reach the Burg of the Four Friths ere thou be benighted.  For, son,
there be untoward things in the wood; and though some of them be of
those for whom Christ's Cross was shapen, yet have they forgotten hell,
and hope not for heaven, and their by-word is, 'Thou shalt lack ere I
lack.' Furthermore there are worse wights in the wood than they be--
God save us!--but against them have I a good hauberk, a neck-guard
which I will give thee, son, in token that I look to see thee again at
the lovely house of Mary our Mother."

Ralph had taken the bowl and was drinking, but he looked over the brim,
and saw how the monk drew from his frock a pair of beads, as like to
Dame Katherine's gift as one pea to another, save that at the end
thereof was a little box shapen crosswise.  Ralph emptied the bowl
hastily, got out of bed, and sat on the bed naked, save that on his
neck was Dame Katherine's gift.  He reached out his hand and took the
beads from the monk and reddened therewith, as was his wont when he had
to begin a contest in words: but he said:

"I thank thee, father; yet God wot if these beads will lie sweetly
alongside the collar which I bear on my neck as now, which is the gift
of a dear friend."

The monk made up a solemn countenance and said: "Thou sayest sooth, my
son; it is most like that my chaplet, which hath been blessed time was
by the holy Richard, is no meet fellow for the gift of some light love
of thine: or even," quoth he, noting Ralph's flush deepen, and his brow
knit, "or even if it were the gift of a well-willer, yet belike it is a
worldly gift; therefore, since thy journey is with peril, thou wert
best do it off and let me keep it for thee till thou comest again."

Now as he spake he looked anxiously, nay, it may be said greedily, at
the young man.  But Ralph said nought; for in his heart he was
determined not to chaffer away his gossip's gift for any shaveling's
token.  Yet he knew not how to set his youthful words against the
father's wisdom; so he stood up, and got his shirt into his hand, and
as he did it over his head he fell to singing to himself a song of
eventide of the High House of Upmeads, the words whereof were somewhat
like to these:


  Art thou man, art thou maid, through the long grass a-going?
    For short shirt thou bearest, and no beard I see,
  And the last wind ere moonrise about thee is blowing.
    Would'st thou meet with thy maiden or look'st thou for me?

  Bright shineth the moon now, I see thy gown longer;
    And down by the hazels Joan meeteth her lad:
  But hard is thy palm, lass, and scarcely were stronger
    Wat's grip than thine hand-kiss that maketh me glad.

  And now as the candles shine on us and over,
    Full shapely thy feet are, but brown on the floor,
  As the bare-footed mowers amidst of the clover
    When the gowk's note is broken and mid-June is o'er.

  O hard are mine hand-palms because on the ridges
    I carried the reap-hook and smote for thy sake;
  And in the hot noon-tide I beat off the midges
    As thou slep'st 'neath the linden o'er-loathe to awake.

  And brown are my feet now because the sun burneth
    High up on the down-side amidst of the sheep,
  And there in the hollow wherefrom the wind turneth,
    Thou lay'st in my lap while I sung thee to sleep.

  O friend of the earth, O come nigher and nigher,
    Thou art sweet with the sun's kiss as meads of the May,
  O'er the rocks of the waste, o'er the water and fire,
    Will I follow thee, love, till earth waneth away.


The monk hearkened to him with knitted brow, and as one that liketh not
the speech of his fellow, though it be not wise to question it: then he
went out of the chamber, but left the pair of beads lying in the
window.  But Ralph clad himself in haste, and when he was fully clad,
went up to the window and took the beads in his hand, and looked into
them curiously and turned them over, but left them lying there.  Then
he went forth also, and came into the forecourt of the house, and found
there a squire of the men-at-arms with his weapons and horse, who
helped him to do on his war-gear.

So then, just as he was setting his foot in the stirrup, came the
Brother again, with his face once more grown smiling and happy; and in
his left hand he held the chaplet, but did not offer it to Ralph again,
but nodded his head to him kindly, and said: "Now, lord, I can see by
thy face that thou art set on beholding the fashion of this world, and
most like it will give thee the rue."

Then came a word into Ralph's mouth, and he said: "Wilt thou tell me,
father, whose work was the world's fashion?"

The monk reddened, but answered nought, and Ralph spake again:

"Forsooth, did the craftsman of it fumble over his work?"

Then the monk scowled, but presently he enforced himself to speak
blithely, and said:  "Such matters are over high for my speech or
thine, lord; but I tell thee, who knoweth, that there are men in this
House who have tried the world and found it wanting."

Ralph smiled, and said stammering:

"Father, did the world try them, and find them wanting perchance?"

Then he reddened, and said:  "Are ye verily all such as this in this
House?  Who then is it who hath made so fair a lordship, and so goodly
a governance for so many people?  Know ye not at all of the world's
ways!"

"Fair sir," said the monk sternly, "they that work for us work for the
Lord and all his servants."

"Yea," said Ralph, "so it is; and will the Lord be content with the
service of him whom the devil hath cast out because he hath found him a
dastard?"

The monk frowned, yet smiled somewhat withal, and said: "Sir, thou art
young, but thy wits are over old for me; but there are they in this
House who may answer thee featly; men who have read the books of the
wise men of the heathen, and the doctors of Holy Church, and are even
now making books for the scribes to copy."  Then his voice softened,
and he said: "Dear lord, we should be right fain of thee here, but
since thou must needs go, go with my blessing, and double blessing
shalt thou have when thou comest back to us."  Then Ralph remembered
his promise to the shepherds and took a gold crown from his pouch, and
said: "Father, I pray thee say a mass for the shepherd downsmen; and
this is for the offering."

The monk praised the gift and the bidding, and kissed Ralph, who clomb
into his saddle; and the brother hospitalier brought him his wallet
with good meat and drink therein for the way.  Then Ralph shook his
rein, and rode out of the abbey-gate, smiling at the lay-brethren and
the men-at-arms who hung about there.

But he sighed for pleasure when he found himself in the street again,
and looked on the shops of the chapmen and the booths of the petty
craftsmen, as shoe-smiths and glovers, and tinsmiths and coppersmiths,
and horners and the like; and the folk that he met as he rode toward
the southern gate seemed to him merry and in good case, and goodly to
look on.  And he thought it pleasant to gaze on the damsels in the
street, who were fair and well clad:  and there were a many of them
about his way now, especially as he drew nigh the gate before the
streets branched off: for folk were coming in from the countryside with
victual and other wares for the town and the Abbey; and surely as he
looked on some of the maidens he deemed that Hall-song of Upmeads a
good one.



CHAPTER 7

The Maiden of Bourton Abbas


So went he through the gate, and many, both of men and maids gazed at
him, for he was fair to look on, but none meddled with him.

There was a goodly fauburg outside the gate, and therein were fair
houses, not a few, with gardens and orchards about them; and when these
were past he rode through very excellent meadows lying along the water,
which he crossed thrice, once by a goodly stone bridge and twice by
fords; for the road was straight, and the river wound about much.

After a little while the road led him off the plain meads into a
country of little hills and dales, the hill-sides covered with
vineyards and orchards, and the dales plenteous of corn-fields; and now
amongst these dales Higham was hidden from him.

Through this tillage and vine-land he rode a good while, and thought he
had never seen a goodlier land; and as he went he came on husbandmen
and women of the country going about their business: yet were they not
too busy to gaze on him, and most greeted him; and with some he gave
and took a little speech.

These people also he deemed well before the world, for they were well
clad and buxom, and made no great haste as they went, but looked about
them as though they deemed the world worth looking at, and as if they
had no fear either of a blow or a hard word for loitering.

So he rode till it was noon, and he was amidst a little thorp of grey
stone houses, trim enough, in a valley wherein there was more of
wild-wood trees and less of fruit-bearers than those behind him.  In
the thorp was a tavern with the sign of the Nicholas, so Ralph deemed
it but right to enter a house which was under the guard of his master
and friend; therefore he lighted down and went in.  Therein he found a
lad of fifteen winters, and a maiden spinning, they two alone, who
hailed him and asked his pleasure, and he bade them bring him meat and
drink, and look to his horse, for that he had a mind to rest a while.
So they brought him bread and flesh, and good wine of the hill-side, in
a little hall well arrayed as of its kind; and he sat down and the
damsel served him at table, but the lad, who had gone to see to his
horse, did not come back.

So when he had eaten and drunk, and the damsel was still there, he
looked on her and saw that she was sad and drooping of aspect; and
whereas she was a fair maiden, Ralph, now that he was full, fell to
pitying her, and asked her what was amiss.  "For," said he, "thou art
fair and ailest nought; that is clear to see; neither dwellest thou in
penury, but by seeming hast enough and to spare.  Or art thou a servant
in this house, and hath any one misused thee?"

She wept at his words, for indeed he spoke softly to her; then she
said:  "Young lord, thou art kind, and it is thy kindness that draweth
the tears from me; else it were not well to weep before a young man:
therefore I pray thee pardon me.  As for me, I am no servant, nor has
any one misused me: the folk round about are good and neighbourly; and
this house and the croft, and a vineyard hard by, all that is mine own
and my brother's; that is the lad who hath gone to tend thine horse.
Yea, and we live in peace here for the most part; for this thorp, which
is called Bourton Abbas, is a land of the Abbey of Higham; though it be
the outermost of its lands and the Abbot is a good lord and a defence
against tyrants.  All is well with me if one thing were not."

"What is thy need then?" said Ralph, "if perchance I might amend it."
And as he looked on her he deemed her yet fairer than he had done at
first.  But she stayed her weeping and sobbing and said:  "Sir, I fear
me that I have lost a dear friend."  "How then," said he, "why fearest
thou, and knowest not? doth thy friend lie sick between life and
death?" "O Sir," she said, "it is the Wood which is the evil and
disease."

"What wood is that?" said he.

She said:  "The Wood Perilous, that lieth betwixt us and the Burg of
the Four Friths, and all about the Burg.  And, Sir, if ye be minded to
ride to the Burg to-day, do it not, for through the wood must thou wend
thereto; and ye are young and lovely.  Therefore take my rede, and
abide till the Chapmen wend thither from Higham, who ride many in
company.  For, look you, fair lord, ye have asked of my grief, and this
it is and nought else; that my very earthly love and speech-friend rode
five days ago toward the Burg of the Four Friths all alone through the
Wood Perilous, and he has not come back, though we looked to see him in
three days' wearing:  but his horse has come back, and the reins and
the saddle all bloody."

And she fell a-weeping with the telling of the tale.  But Ralph said
(for he knew not what to say): "Keep a good heart, maiden; maybe he is
safe and sound; oft are young men fond to wander wide, even as I
myself."

She looked at him hard and said:  "If thou hast stolen thyself away
from them that love thee, thou hast done amiss.  Though thou art a
lord, and so fair as I see thee, yet will I tell thee so much."

Ralph reddened and answered nought; but deemed the maiden both fair and
sweet.  But she said:  "Whether thou hast done well or ill, do no
worse; but abide till the Chapmen come from Higham, on their way to the
Burg of the Four Friths.  Here mayst thou lodge well and safely if thou
wilt.  Or if our hall be not dainty enough for thee, then go back to
Higham: I warrant me the monks will give thee good guesting as long as
thou wilt."

"Thou art kind, maiden," said Ralph, "but why should I tarry for an
host? and what should I fear in the Wood, as evil as it may be?  One
man journeying with little wealth, and unknown, and he no weakling, but
bearing good weapons, hath nought to dread of strong-thieves, who ever
rob where it is easiest and gainfullest.  And what worse may I meet
than strong-thieves?"

"But thou mayest meet worse," she said; and therewith fell a-weeping
again, and said amidst her tears:  "O weary on my life!  And why should
I heed thee when nought heedeth me, neither the Saints of God's House,
nor the Master of it; nor the father and the mother that were once so
piteous kind to me?  O if I might but drink a draught from the WELL AT
THE WORLD'S END!"

He turned about on her hastily at that word; for he had risen to
depart; being grieved at her grief and wishful to be away from it,
since he might not amend it.  But now he said eagerly:

"Where then is that Well?  Know ye of it in this land?"

"At least I know the hearsay thereof," she said; "but as now thou shalt
know no more from me thereof; lest thou wander the wider in seeking it.
I would not have thy life spilt."

Ever as he looked on her he thought her still fairer; and now he looked
long on her, saying nought, and she on him in likewise, and the blood
rose to her cheeks and her brow, but she would not turn her from his
gaze.  At last he said: "Well then, I must depart, no more learned than
I came: but yet am I less hungry and thirsty than I came; and have thou
thanks therefor."

Therewith he took from his pouch a gold piece of Upmeads, which was
good, and of the touch of the Easterlings, and held it out to her.  And
she put out her open hand and he put the money in it; but thought it
good to hold her hand a while, and she gainsayed him not.

Then he said:  "Well then, I must needs depart with things left as they
are: wilt thou bid thy brother bring hither my horse, for time presses."

"Yea," she said (and her hand was still in his), "Yet do thine utmost,
yet shalt thou not get to the Burg before nightfall.  O wilt thou not
tarry?"

"Nay," he said, "my heart will not suffer it; lest I deem myself a
dastard."

Then she reddened again, but as if she were wroth; and she drew her
hand away from his and smote her palms together thrice and cried out:
"Ho Hugh! bring hither the Knight's horse and be speedy!"

And she went hither and thither about the hall and into the buttery and
back, putting away the victual and vessels from the board and making as
if she heeded him not:  and Ralph looked on her, and deemed that each
way she moved was better than the last, so shapely of fashion she was;
and again he bethought him of the Even-song of the High House at
Upmeads, and how it befitted her; for she went barefoot after the
manner of maidens who work afield, and her feet were tanned with the
sun of hay harvest, but as shapely as might be; but she was clad goodly
withal, in a green gown wrought with flowers.

So he watched her going to and fro; and at last he said: "Maiden, wilt
thou come hither a little, before I depart?"

"Yea," she said; and came and stood before him: and he deemed that she
was scarce so sad as she had been; and she stood with her hands joined
and her eyes downcast.  Then he said:

"Now I depart.  Yet I would say this, that I am sorry of thy sorrow:
and now since I shall never see thee more, small would be the harm if I
were to kiss thy lips and thy face."

And therewith he took her hands in his and drew her to him, and put his
arms about her and kissed her many times, and she nothing lothe by
seeming; and he found her as sweet as May blossom.

Thereafter she smiled on him, yet scarce for gladness, and said: "It is
not all so sure that I shall not see thee again; yet shall I do to thee
as thou hast done to me."

Therewith she took his face between her hands, and kissed him
well-favouredly; so that the hour seemed good to him.

Then she took him by the hand and led him out-a-doors to his horse,
whereby the lad had been standing a good while; and he when he saw his
sister come out with the fair knight he scowled on them, and handled a
knife which hung at his girdle; but Ralph heeded him nought.  As for
the damsel, she put her brother aside, and held the stirrup for Ralph;
and when he was in the saddle she said to him:

"All luck go with thee!  Forsooth I deem thee safer in the Wood than my
words said.  Verily I deem that if thou wert to meet a company of
foemen, thou wouldest compel them to do thy bidding."

"Farewell to thee maiden," said Ralph, "and mayst thou find thy beloved
whole and well, and that speedily.  Fare-well!"

She said no more; so he shook his rein and rode his ways; but looked
over his shoulder presently and saw her standing yet barefoot on the
dusty highway shading her eyes from the afternoon sun and looking after
him, and he waved his hand to her and so went his ways between the
houses of the Thorp.



CHAPTER 8

Ralph Cometh to the Wood Perilous.  An Adventure Therein


Now when he was clear of the Thorp the road took him out of the dale;
and when he was on the hill's brow he saw that the land was of other
fashion from that which lay behind him.  For the road went straight
through a rough waste, no pasture, save for mountain sheep or goats,
with a few bushes scattered about it; and beyond this the land rose
into a long ridge; and on the ridge was a wood thick with trees, and no
break in them.  So on he rode, and soon passed that waste, which was
dry and parched, and the afternoon sun was hot on it; so he deemed it
good to come under the shadow of the thick trees (which at the first
were wholly beech trees), for it was now the hottest of the day.  There
was still a beaten way between the tree-boles, though not overwide,
albeit, a highway, since it pierced the wood.  So thereby he went at a
soft pace for the saving of his horse, and thought but little of all he
had been told of the perils of the way, and not a little of the fair
maid whom he had left behind at the Thorp.

After a while the thick beech-wood gave out, and he came into a place
where great oaks grew, fair and stately, as though some lord's
wood-reeve had taken care that they should not grow over close
together, and betwixt them the greensward was fine, unbroken, and
flowery.  Thereby as he rode he beheld deer, both buck and hart and
roe, and other wild things, but for a long while no man.

The afternoon wore and still he rode the oak wood, and deemed it a
goodly forest for the greatest king on earth.  At last he came to where
another road crossed the way he followed, and about the crossway was
the ground clearer of trees, while beyond it the trees grew thicker,
and there was some underwood of holly and thorn as the ground fell off
as towards a little dale.

There Ralph drew rein, because he doubted in his mind which was his
right road toward the Burg of the Four Friths; so he got off his horse
and abode a little, if perchance any might come by; he looked about
him, and noted on the road that crossed his, and the sward about it,
the sign of many horses having gone by, and deemed that they had passed
but a little while.  So he lay on the ground to rest him and let his
horse stray about and bite the grass; for the beast loved him and would
come at his call or his whistle.

Ralph was drowsy when he lay down, and though he said to himself that
he would nowise go to sleep, yet as oft happens, he had no defence to
make against sleepiness, and presently his hands relaxed, his head fell
aside, and he slept quietly.  When he woke up in a little space of
time, he knew at once that something had awaked him and that he had not
had his sleep out; for in his ears was the trampling of horse-hoofs and
the clashing of weapons and loud speech of men.  So he leapt up
hastily, and while he was yet scarce awake, took to whistling on his
horse; but even therewith those men were upon him, and two came up to
him and laid hold of him; and when he asked them what they would, they
bade him hold his peace.

Now his eyes cleared, and he saw that those men were in goodly
war-gear, and bore coats of plate, and cuir-bouilly, or of bright
steel; they held long spears and were girt with good swords; there was
a pennon with them, green, whereon was done a golden tower, embattled,
amidst of four white ways; and the same token bore many of the men on
their coats and sleeves.  Unto this same pennon he was brought by the
two men who had taken him, and under it, on a white horse, sat a Knight
bravely armed at all points with the Tower and Four Ways on his green
surcoat; and beside him was an ancient man-at-arms, with nought but an
oak wreath on his bare head, and his white beard falling low over his
coat:  but behind these twain a tall young man, also on a white horse
and very gaily clad, upheld the pennon.  On one side of these three
were five men, unarmed, clad in green coats, with a leafless tree done
on them in gold:  they were stout carles, bearded and fierce-faced:
their hands were bound behind their backs and their feet tied together
under their horses' bellies.  The company of those about the Knight,
Ralph deemed, would number ten score men.

So when those twain stayed Ralph before the Knight, he turned to the
old man and said:

"It is of no avail asking this lither lad if he be of them or no: for
no will be his answer.  But what sayest thou, Oliver?"

The ancient man drew closer to Ralph and looked at him up and down and
all about; for those two turned him about as if he had been a joint of
flesh on the roasting-jack; and at last he said:

"His beard is sprouting, else might ye have taken him for a maid of
theirs, one of those of whom we wot.  But to say sooth I seem to know
the fashion of his gear, even as Duke Jacob knew Joseph's tabard.  So
ask him whence he is, lord, and if he lie, then I bid bind him and lead
him away, that we may have a true tale out of him; otherwise let him go
and take his chance; for we will not waste the bread of the Good Town
on him."

The Knight looked hard on Ralph, and spake to him somewhat courteously:

"Whence art thou, fair Sir, and what is thy name? for we have many foes
in the wildwood."

Ralph reddened as he answered:  "I am of Upmeads beyond the down
country; and I pray thee let me be gone on mine errands.  It is meet
that thou deal with thine own robbers and reivers, but not with me."

Then cried out one of the bounden men:  "Thou liest, lad, we be no
robbers." But he of the Knight's company who stood by him smote the man
on the mouth and said:  "Hold thy peace, runagate!  Thou shalt give
tongue to-morrow when the hangman hath thee under his hands."

The Knight took no heed of this; but turned to the ancient warrior and
said: "Hath he spoken truth so far?"

"Yea, Sir Aymer," quoth Oliver; "And now meseems I know him better than
he knoweth me."

Therewith he turned to Ralph and said:  "How fareth Long Nicholas, my
lord?"

Ralph reddened again:  "He is well," said he.

Then said the Knight:  "Is the young man of a worthy house, Oliver?"

But ere the elder could speak, Ralph brake in and said: "Old warrior, I
bid thee not to tell out my name, as thou lovest Nicholas."

Old Oliver laughed and said:  "Well, Nicholas and I have been friends
in a way, as well as foes; and for the sake of the old days his name
shall help thee, young lord." Then he said to his Knight:  "Yea, Sir
Aymer, he is of a goodly house and an ancient; but thou hearest how he
adjureth me.  Ye shall let his name alone."

The Knight looked silently on Ralph for a while; then he said: "Wilt
thou wend with us to the Burg of the Four Friths, fair Sir?  Wert thou
not faring thither?  Or what else dost thou in the Wood Perilous?"

Ralph turned it over in his mind; and though he saw no cause why he
should not join himself to their company, yet something in his heart
forbade him to rise to the fly too eagerly; so he did but say: "I am
seeking adventures, fair lord."

The Knight smiled:  "Then mayst thou fill thy budget with them if thou
goest with us," quoth he.  Now Ralph did not know how he might gainsay
so many men at arms in the long run, though he were scarce willing to
go; so he made no haste to answer; and even therewith came a man
running, through the wood up from the dale; a long, lean carle, meet
for running, with brogues on his feet, and nought else but a shirt; the
company parted before him to right and left to let him come to the
Knight, as though he had been looked for; and when he was beside him,
the Knight leaned down while the carle spake softly to him and all men
drew out of ear-shot.  And when the carle had given his message the
Knight drew himself straight up in his saddle again and lifted up his
hand and cried out:

"Oliver!  Oliver! lead on the way thou wottest!  Spur! spur, all men!"

Therewith he blew one blast from a horn which hung at his saddle-bow;
the runner leapt up behind old Oliver, and the whole company went off
at a smart trot somewhat south-east, slantwise of the cross-roads,
where the wood was nought cumbered with undergrowth; and presently they
were all gone to the last horse-tail, and no man took any more note of
Ralph.



CHAPTER 9

Another Adventure in the Wood Perilous


Ralph left alone pondered a little; and thought that he would by no
means go hastily to the Burg of the Four Friths.  Said he to himself;
This want-way is all unlike to the one near our house at home:  for
belike adventures shall befall here: I will even abide here for an hour
or two; but will have my horse by me and keep awake, lest something hap
to me unawares.

Therewith he whistled for Falcon his horse, and the beast came to him,
and whinnied for love of him, and Ralph smiled and tied him to a
sapling anigh, and himself sat down on the grass, and pondered many
things; as to what folk were about at Upmeads, and how his brethren
were faring; and it was now about five hours after noon, and the sun's
rays fell aslant through the boughs of the noble oaks, and the scent of
the grass and bracken trodden by the horse-hoofs of that company went
up into the warm summer air.  A while he sat musing but awake, though
the faint sound of a little stream in the dale below mingled with all
the lesser noises of the forest did its best to soothe him to sleep
again:  and presently had its way with him; for he leaned his head back
on the bracken, and in a minute or two was sleeping once more and
dreaming some dream made up of masterless memories of past days.

When he awoke again he lay still a little while, wondering where in the
world he was, but as the drowsiness left him, he arose and looked
about, and saw that the sun was sinking low and gilding the oakboles
red.  He stood awhile and watched the gambols of three hares, who had
drawn nigh him while he slept, and now noted him not; and a little way
he saw through the trees a hart and two hinds going slowly from grass
to grass, feeding in the cool eventide; but presently he saw them raise
their heads and amble off down the <DW72> of the little dale, and
therewith he himself turned his face sharply toward the north-west, for
he was fine-eared as well as sharp-eyed, and on a little wind which had
just arisen came down to him the sound of horse-hoofs once more.

So he went up to Falcon and loosed him, and stood by him bridle in
hand, and looked to it that his sword was handy to him: and he
hearkened, and the sound drew nigher and nigher to him.  Then lightly
he got into the saddle and gathered the reins into his left hand, and
sat peering up the trodden wood-glades, lest he should have to ride for
his life suddenly.  Therewith he heard voices talking roughly and a man
whistling, and athwart the glade of the wood from the northwest, or
thereabout, came new folk; and he saw at once that there went two men
a-horseback and armed; so he drew his sword and abode them close to the
want-ways. Presently they saw the shine of his war-gear, and then they
came but a little nigher ere they drew rein, and sat on their horses
looking toward him.  Then Ralph saw that they were armed and clad as
those of the company which had gone before.  One of the armed men rode
a horse-length after his fellow, and bore a long spear over his
shoulder.  But the other who rode first was girt with a sword, and had
a little axe hanging about his neck, and with his right hand he seemed
to be leading something, Ralph could not see what at first, as his left
side was turned toward Ralph and the want-way.

Now, as Ralph looked, he saw that at the spearman's saddle-bow was hung
a man's head, red-haired and red-bearded; for this man now drew a
little nigher, and cried out to Ralph in a loud and merry voice: "Hail,
knight! whither away now, that thou ridest the green-wood sword in
hand?"

Ralph was just about to answer somewhat, when the first man moved a
little nigher, and as he did so he turned so that Ralph could see what
betid on his right hand; and lo! he was leading a woman by a rope tied
about her neck (though her hands were loose), as though he were
bringing a cow to market.  When the man stayed his horse she came
forward and stood within the slack of the rope by the horse's head, and
Ralph could see her well, that though she was not to say naked, her
raiment was but scanty, for she had nought to cover her save one short
and strait little coat of linen, and shoes on her feet.  Yet Ralph
deemed her to be of some degree, whereas he caught the gleam of gold
and gems on her hands, and there was a golden chaplet on her head.  She
stood now by the horse's head with her hands folded, looking on, as if
what was tiding and to betide, were but a play done for her pleasure.

So when Ralph looked on her, he was silent a while; and the spearman
cried out again:  "Ho, young man, wilt thou speak, or art thou
dumb-foundered for fear of us?"

But Ralph knit his brows, and was first red and then pale; for he was
both wroth, and doubtful how to go to work; but he said:

"I ride to seek adventures; and here meseemeth is one come to hand.  Or
what will ye with the woman?"

Said the man who had the woman in tow:  "Trouble not thine head
therewith; we lead her to her due doom.  As for thee, be glad that thou
art not her fellow; since forsooth thou seemest not to be one of them;
so go thy ways in peace."

"No foot further will I go," said Ralph, "till ye loose the woman and
let her go; or else tell me what her worst deed is."

The man laughed, and said:  "That were a long tale to tell; and it is
little like that thou shalt live to hear the ending thereof."

Therewith he wagged his head at the spearman, who suddenly let his
spear fall into the rest, and spurred, and drave on at Ralph all he
might.  There and then had the tale ended, but Ralph, who was wary,
though he were young, and had Falcon well in hand, turned his wrist and
made the horse swerve, so that the man-at-arms missed his attaint, but
could not draw rein speedily enough to stay his horse; and as he passed
by all bowed over his horse's neck, Ralph gat his sword two-handed and
rose in his stirrups and smote his mightiest; and the sword caught the
foeman on the neck betwixt sallet and jack, and nought held before it,
neither leather nor ring-mail, so that the man's head was nigh smitten
off, and he fell clattering from his saddle: yet his stirrups held him,
so that his horse went dragging him on earth as he gallopped over rough
and smooth betwixt the trees of the forest.  Then Ralph turned about to
deal with his fellow, and even through the wrath and fury of the
slaying saw him clear and bright against the trees as he sat handling
his axe doubtfully, but the woman was fallen back again somewhat.

But even as Ralph raised his sword and pricked forward, the woman
sprang as light as a leopard on to the saddle behind the foeman, and
wound her arms about him and dragged him back just as he was raising
his axe to smite her, and as Ralph rode forward she cried out to him,
"Smite him, smite!  O lovely creature of God!"

Therewith was Ralph beside them, and though he were loth to slay a man
held in the arms of a woman, yet he feared lest the man should slay her
with some knife-stroke unless he made haste; so he thrust his sword
through him, and the man died at once, and fell headlong off his horse,
dragging down the woman with him.

Then Ralph lighted down from his horse, and the woman rose up to him,
her white smock all bloody with the slain man.  Nevertheless was she as
calm and stately before him, as if she were sitting on the dais of a
fair hall; so she said to him:

"Young warrior, thou hast done well and knightly, and I shall look to
it that thou have thy reward.  And now I rede thee go not to the Burg
of the Four Friths; for this tale of thee shall get about and they
shall take thee, if it were out of the very Frith-stool, and there for
thee should be the scourge and the gibbet; for they of that Burg be
robbers and murderers merciless.  Yet well it were that thou ride hence
presently; for those be behind my tormentors whom thou hast slain, who
will be as an host to thee, and thou mayst not deal with them.  If thou
follow my rede, thou wilt take the way that goeth hence east away, and
then shalt thou come to Hampton under Scaur, where the folk are
peaceable and friendly."

He looked at her hard as she spake, and noted that she spake but
slowly, and turned red and white and red again as she looked at him.
But whatever she did, and in spite of her poor attire, he deemed he had
never seen woman so fair.  Her hair was dark red, but her eyes grey,
and light at whiles and yet at whiles deep; her lips betwixt thin and
full, but yet when she spoke or smiled clad with all enticements; her
chin round and so wrought as none was ever better wrought; her body
strong and well-knit; tall she was, with fair and large arms, and limbs
most goodly of fashion, of which but little was hidden, since her coat
was but thin and scanty.  But whatever may be said of her, no man would
have deemed her aught save most lovely.  Now her face grew calm and
stately again as it was at the first, and she laid a hand on Ralph's
shoulder, and smiled in his face and said:

"Surely thou art fair, though thy strokes be not light." Then she took
his hand and caressed it, and said again: "Dost thou deem that thou
hast done great things, fair child?  Maybe.  Yet some will say that
thou hast but slain two butchers:  and if thou wilt say that thou hast
delivered me; yet it may be that I should have delivered myself ere
long.  Nevertheless hold up thine heart, for I think that greater
things await thee."

Then she turned about, and saw the dead man, how his feet yet hung in
the stirrups as his fellow's had done, save that the horse of this one
stood nigh still, only reaching his head down to crop a mouthful of
grass; so she said: "Take him away, that I may mount on his horse."

So he drew the dead man's feet out of the stirrups, and dragged him
away to where the bracken grew deep, and laid him down there, so to say
hidden.  Then he turned back to the lady, who was pacing up and down
near the horse as the beast fed quietly on the cool grass.  When Ralph
came back she took the reins in her hand and put one foot in the
stirrup as if she would mount at once; but suddenly lighted down again,
and turning to Ralph, cast her arms about him, and kissed his face many
times, blushing red as a rose meantime.  Then lightly she gat her up
into the saddle, and bestrode the beast, and smote his flanks with her
heels, and went her ways riding speedily toward the south-east, so that
she was soon out of sight.

But Ralph stood still looking the way she had gone and wondering at the
adventure; and he pondered her words and held debate with himself
whether he should take the road she bade him.  And he said within
himself: "Hitherto have I been safe and have got no scratch of a weapon
upon me, and this is a place by seeming for all adventures; and little
way moreover shall I make in the night if I must needs go to Hampton
under Scaur, where dwell those peaceable people; and it is now growing
dusk already.  So I will abide the morning hereby; but I will be wary
and let the wood cover me if I may."

Therewith he went and drew the body of the slain man down into a little
hollow where the bracken was high and the brambles grew strong, so that
it might not be lightly seen.  Then he called to him Falcon, his horse,
and looked about for cover anigh the want-way, and found a little thin
coppice of hazel and sweet chestnut, just where two great oaks had been
felled a half score years ago; and looking through the leaves thence,
he could see the four ways clearly enough, though it would not be easy
for anyone to see him thence.

Thither he betook him, and he did the rein off Falcon, but tethered him
by a halter in the thickest of the copse, and sat down himself nigher
to the outside thereof; he did off his helm and drew what meat he had
from out his wallet and ate and drank in the beginning of the summer
night; and then sat pondering awhile on what had befallen on this
second day of his wandering.  The moon shone out presently, little
clouded, but he saw her not, for though he strove to wake awhile,
slumber soon overcame him, and nothing waked him till the night was
passing, nor did he see aught of that company of which the lady had
spoken, and which in sooth came not.



CHAPTER 10

A Meeting and a Parting in the Wood Perilous


When the first glimmer of dawn was in the sky he awoke in the fresh
morning, and sat up and hearkened, for even as he woke he had heard
something, since wariness had made him wakeful.  Now he hears the sound
of horse-hoofs on the hard road, and riseth to his feet and goeth to
the very edge of the copse; looking thence he saw a rider who was just
come to the very crossing of the roads.  The new comer was much muffled
in a wide cloak, but he seemed to be a man low of stature.  He peered
all round about him as if to see if the way were clear, and then
alighted down from horseback and let the hood fall off his head, and
seemed pondering which way were the best to take.  By this time it was
grown somewhat lighter and Ralph, looking hard, deemed that the rider
was a woman; so he stepped forward lightly, and as he came on to the
open sward about the way, the new comer saw him and put a foot into the
stirrup to mount, but yet looked at him over the shoulder, and then
presently left the saddle and came forward a few steps as if to meet
Ralph, having cast the cloak to the ground.

Then Ralph saw that it was none other than the damsel of the hostelry
of Bourton Abbas, and he came up to her and reached out his hand to
her, and she took it in both hers and held it and said, smiling: "It is
nought save mountains that shall never meet.  Here have I followed on
thy footsteps; yet knew I not where thou wouldst be in the forest.  And
now I am glad to have fallen in with thee; for I am going a long way."

Ralph looked on her and himseemed some pain or shame touched his heart,
and he said:  "I am a knight adventurous; I have nought to do save to
seek adventures.  Why should I not go with thee?"

She looked at him earnestly awhile and said:  "Nay, it may not be; thou
art a lord's son, and I a yeoman's daughter." She stopped, and he said
nothing in answer.

"Furthermore," said she, "it is a long way, and I know not how long."
Again he made no answer, and she said:  "I am going to seek the WELL AT
THE WORLD'S END, and to find it and live, or to find it not, and die."

He spake after a while:  "Why should I not come with thee?"

It was growing light now, and he could see that she reddened and then
turned pale and set her lips close.

Then she said:  "Because thou willest it not:  because thou hadst
liefer make that journey with some one else."

He reddened in his turn, and said:  "I know of no one else who shall go
with me."

"Well," she said, "it is all one, I will not have thee go with me."
"Yea, and why not?" said he.  She said:  "Wilt thou swear to me that
nought hath happed to thee to change thee betwixt this and Bourton?  If
thou wilt, then come with me; if thou wilt not, then refrain thee.  And
this I say because I see and feel that there is some change in thee
since yesterday, so that thou wouldst scarce be dealing truly in being
my fellow in this quest:  for they that take it up must be
single-hearted, and think of nought save the quest and the fellow that
is with them."

She looked on him sadly, and his many thoughts tongue-tied him a while;
but at last he said:  "Must thou verily go on this quest?" "Ah," she
said, "now since I have seen thee and spoken with thee again, all need
there is that I should follow it at once."

Then they both kept silence, and when she spoke again her voice was as
if she were gay against her will.  She said: "Here am I come to these
want-ways, and there are three roads besides the one I came by, and I
wot that this that goeth south will bring me to the Burg of the Four
Friths; and so much I know of the folk of the said Burg that they would
mock at me if I asked them of the way to the Well at the World's End.
And as for the western way I deem that that will lead me back again to
the peopled parts whereof I know; therefore I am minded to take the
eastern way.  What sayest thou, fair lord?"

Said Ralph:  "I have heard of late that it leadeth presently to Hampton
under the Scaur, where dwelleth a people of goodwill."

"Who told thee this tale?" said she.  Ralph answered, reddening again,
"I was told by one who seemed to know both of that folk, and of the
Burg of the Four Friths, and she said that the folk of Hampton were a
good folk, and that they of the Burg were evil."

The damsel smiled sadly when she heard him say 'She,' and when he had
done she said:  "And I have heard, and not from yesterday, that at
Hampton dwelleth the Fellowship of the Dry Tree, and that those of the
fellowship are robbers and reivers.  Nevertheless they will perchance
be little worse than the others; and the tale tells that the way to the
Well at the World's End is by the Dry Tree; so thither will I at all
adventure.  And now will I say farewell to thee, for it is most like
that I shall not see thee again."

"O, maiden!" said Ralph, "why wilt thou not go back to Bourton Abbas?
There I might soon meet thee again, and yet, indeed, I also am like to
go to Hampton.  Shall I not see thee there?"

She shook her head and said:  "Nay, since I must go so far, I shall not
tarry; and, sooth to say, if I saw thee coming in at one gate I should
go out by the other, for why should I dally with a grief that may not
be amended.  For indeed I wot that thou shalt soon forget to wish to
see me, either at Bourton Abbas or elsewhere; so I will say no more
than once again farewell."

Then she came close to him and put her hands on his shoulders and
kissed his mouth; and then she turned away swiftly, caught up her
cloak, and gat lightly into the saddle, and so shook her reins and rode
away east toward Hampton, and left Ralph standing there downcast and
pondering many things.  It was still so early in the summer morning,
and he knew so little what to do, that presently he turned and walked
back to his lair amongst the hazels, and there he lay down, and his
thoughts by then were all gone back again to the lovely lady whom he
had delivered, and he wondered if he should ever see her again, and,
sooth to say, he sorely desired to see her.  Amidst such thoughts he
fell asleep again, for the night yet owed him something of rest, so
young as he was and so hard as he had toiled, both body and mind,
during the past day.



CHAPTER 11

Now Must Ralph Ride For It


When he awoke again the sun was shining through the hazel leaves,
though it was yet early; he arose and looked to his horse, and led him
out of the hazel copse and stood and looked about him; and lo! a man
coming slowly through the wood on Ralph's right hand, and making as it
seemed for the want-way; he saw Ralph presently, and stopped, and bent
a bow which he held in his hand, and then came towards him warily, with
the arrow nocked.  But Ralph went to meet him with his sword in his
sheath, and leading Falcon by the rein, and the man stopped and took
the shaft from the string: he had no armour, but there was a little axe
and a wood-knife in his girdle; he was clad in homespun, and looked
like a carle of the country-side.  Now he greeted Ralph, and Ralph gave
him the sele of the day, and saw that the new-comer was both tall and
strong, dark of skin and black-haired, but of a cheerful countenance.
He spake frank and free to Ralph, and said: "Whither away, lord, out of
the woodland hall, and the dwelling of deer and strong-thieves? I would
that the deer would choose them a captain, and gather head and destroy
the thieves--and some few others with them."

Said Ralph:  "I may scarce tell thee till I know myself.  Awhile ago I
was minded for the Burg of the Four Friths; but now I am for Hampton
under Scaur."

"Yea?" said the carle, "when the Devil drives, to hell must we."

"What meanest thou, good fellow?" said Ralph, "Is Hampton then so evil
an abode?"  And indeed it was in his mind that the adventure of the
lady led captive bore some evil with it.

Said the carle:  "If thou wert not a stranger in these parts I need not
to answer thy question; but I will answer it presently, yet not till we
have eaten, for I hunger, and have in this wallet both bread and
cheese, and thou art welcome to a share thereof, if thou hungerest
also, as is most like, whereas thou art young and fresh ."

"So it is," said Ralph, laughing, "and I also may help to spread this
table in the wilderness, since there are yet some crumbs in my wallet.
Let us sit down and fall to at once."

"By your leave, Sir Gentleman," said the carle, "we will go a few yards
further on, where there is a woodland brook, whereof we may drink when
my bottle faileth."

"Nay, I may better that," said Ralph, "for I have wherewithal."
"Nevertheless," said the carle, "we will go thither, for here is it too
open for so small a company as ours, since this want-way hath an ill
name, and I shall lead thee whereas we shall be somewhat out of the way
of murder-carles. So come on, if thou trusteth in me."

Ralph yeasaid him, and they went together a furlong from the want-way
into a little hollow place wherethrough ran a clear stream betwixt
thick-leaved alders.  The carle led Ralph to the very lip of the water
so that the bushes covered them; there they sat down and drew what they
had from their wallets, and so fell to meat; and amidst of the meat the
carle said:

"Fair Knight, as I suppose thou art one, I will ask thee if any need
draweth thee to Hampton?"

Said Ralph:  "The need of giving the go-by to the Burg of the Four
Friths, since I hear tell that the folk thereof be robbers and
murderers."

"Thou shalt find that out better, lord, by going thither; but I shall
tell thee, that though men may slay and steal there time and time
about, yet in regard to Hampton under Scaur, it is Heaven, wherein men
sin not.  And I am one who should know, for I have been long dwelling
in Hell, that is Hampton; and now am I escaped thence, and am minded
for the Burg, if perchance I may be deemed there a man good enough to
ride in their host, whereby I might avenge me somewhat on them that
have undone me: some of whom meseemeth must have put in thy mouth that
word against the Burg.  Is it not so?"

"Maybe," said Ralph, "for thou seemest to be a true man." No more he
spake though he had half a mind to tell the carle all the tale of that
adventure; but something held him back when he thought of that lady and
her fairness.  Yet again his heart misgave him of what might betide
that other maiden at Hampton, and he was unquiet, deeming that he must
needs follow her thither.  The carle looked on him curiously and
somewhat anxiously, but Ralph's eyes were set on something that was not
there; or else maybe had he looked closely on the carle he might have
deemed that longing to avenge him whereof he spoke did not change his
face much; for in truth there was little wrath in it.

Now the carle said:  "Thou hast a tale which thou deemest unmeet for my
ears, as it well may be.  Well, thou must speak, or refrain from
speaking, what thou wilt; but thou art so fair a young knight, and so
blithe with a poor man, and withal I deem that thou mayest help me to
some gain and good, that I will tell thee a true tale: and first that
the Burg is a good town under a good lord, who is no tyrant nor
oppressor of peaceful men; and that thou mayest dwell there in peace as
to the folk thereof, who be good folk, albeit they be no dastards to
let themselves be cowed by murder-carles.  And next I will tell thee
that the folk of the town of Hampton be verily as harmless and innocent
as sheep; but that they be under evil lords who are not their true
lords, who lay heavy burdens on them and torment them even to the
destroying of their lives: and lastly I will tell thee that I was one
of those poor people, though not so much a sheep as the more part of
them, therefore have these tyrants robbed me of my croft, and set
another man in my house; and me they would have slain had I not fled to
the wood that it might cover me.  And happy it was for me that I had
neither wife, nor chick, nor child, else had they done as they did with
my brother, whose wife was too fair for him, since he dwelt at Hampton;
so that they took her away from him to make sport for them of the Dry
Tree, who dwell in the Castle of the Scaur, who shall be thy masters if
thou goest thither.

"This is my tale, and thine, I say, I ask not; but I deem that thou
shalt do ill if thou go not to the Burg either with me or by thyself
alone; either as a guest, or as a good knight to take service in their
host."

Now so it was that Ralph was wary; and this time he looked closely at
the carle, and found that he spake coldly for a man with so much wrath
in his heart; therefore he was in doubt about the thing; moreover he
called to mind the words of the lady whom he had delivered, and her
loveliness, and the kisses she had given him, and he was loth to find
her a liar; and he was loth also to think that the maiden of Bourton
had betaken her to so evil a dwelling.  So he said:

"Friend, I know not that I must needs be a partaker in the strife
betwixt Hampton and the Burg, or go either to one or the other of these
strongholds.  Is there no other way out of this wood save by Hampton or
the Burg?  or no other place anigh, where I may rest in peace awhile,
and then go on mine own errands?"

Said the Carle:  "There is a thorp that lieth somewhat west of the
Burg, which is called Apthorp; but it is an open place, not fenced, and
is debateable ground, whiles held by them of the Burg, whiles by the
Dry Tree; and if thou tarry there, and they of the Dry Tree take thee,
soon is thine errand sped; and if they of the Burg take thee, then
shalt thou be led into the Burg in worse case than thou wouldest be if
thou go thereto uncompelled.  What sayest thou, therefore?  Who shall
hurt thee in the Burg, a town which is under good and strong law, if
thou be a true man, as thou seemest to be?  And if thou art seeking
adventures, as may well be, thou shalt soon find them there ready to
hand.  I rede thee come with me to the Burg; for, to say sooth, I shall
find it somewhat easier to enter therein if I be in the company of
thee, a knight and a lord."

So Ralph considered and thought that there lay indeed but little peril
to him in the Burg, whereas both those men with whom he had striven
were hushed for ever, and there was none else to tell the tale of the
battle, save the lady, whose peril from them of the Burg was much
greater than his; and also he thought that if anything untoward befel,
he had some one to fall back on in old Oliver:  yet on the other hand
he had a hankering after Hampton under Scaur, where, to say sooth, he
doubted not to see the lady again.

So betwixt one thing and the other, speech hung on his lips awhile,
when suddenly the carle said:  "Hist! thou hast left thy horse without
the bushes, and he is whinnying" (which indeed he was), "there is now
no time to lose.  To horse straightway, for certainly there are folk at
hand, and they may be foemen, and are most like to be."

Therewith they both arose and hastened to where Falcon stood just
outside the alder bushes, and Ralph leapt a-horseback without more ado,
and the carle waited no bidding to leap up behind him, and pointing to
a glade of the wood which led toward the highway, cried out, "Spur that
way, thither! they of the Dry Tree are abroad this morning.  Spur! 'tis
for life or death!"

Ralph shook the rein and Falcon leapt away without waiting for the
spur, while the carle looked over his shoulder and said, "Yonder they
come! they are three; and ever they ride well horsed.  Nay, nay!  They
are four," quoth he, as a shout sounded behind them.  "Spur, young
lord! spur!  And thine horse is a mettlesome beast.  Yea, it will do,
it will do."

Therewith came to Ralph's ears the sound of their horse-hoofs beating
the turf, and he spurred indeed, and Falcon flew forth.

"Ah," cried the carle! "but take heed, for they see that thy horse is
good, and one of them, the last, hath a bent Turk bow in his hand, and
is laying an arrow on it; as ever their wont is to shoot a-horseback: a
turn of thy rein, as if thine horse were shying at a weasel on the
road!"

Ralph stooped his head and made Falcon swerve, and heard therewith the
twang of the bowstring and straightway the shaft flew past his ears.
Falcon galloped on, and the carle cried out: "There is the highway
toward the Burg!  Do thy best, do thy best!  Lo you again!"

For the second shaft flew from the Turkish bow, and the noise of the
chase was loud behind them.  Once again twanged the bow-string, but
this time the arrow fell short, and the woodland man, turning himself
about as well as he might, shook his clenched fist at the chase, crying
out in a voice broken by the gallop: "Ha, thieves!  I am Roger of the
Rope-walk, I go to twist a rope for the necks of you!"

Then he spake to Ralph:  "They are turning back:  they are beaten, and
withal they love not the open road:  yet slacken not yet, young knight,
unless thou lovest thine horse more than thy life; for they will follow
on through the thicket on the way-side to see whether thou wert born a
fool and hast learned nothing later."

"Yea," said Ralph, "and now I deem thou wilt tell me that to the Burg I
needs must."

"Yea, forsooth," said the carle, "nor shall we be long, riding thus,
ere we come to the Burg Gate."

"Yea, or even slower," said Ralph, drawing rein somewhat, "for now I
deem the chase done:  and after all is said, I have no will to slay
Falcon, who is one of my friends, as thou perchance mayest come to be
another."

Thereafter he went a hand-gallop till the wood began to thin, and there
were fields of tillage about the highway; and presently Roger said:
"Thou mayst breathe thy nag now, and ride single, for we are amidst
friends; not even a score of the Dry Tree dare ride so nigh the Burg
save by night and cloud."

So Ralph stayed his horse, and he and Roger lighted down, and Ralph
looked about him and saw a stone tower builded on a little knoll amidst
a wheatfield, and below it some simple houses thatched with straw;
there were folk moreover working, or coming and going about the fields,
who took little heed of the two when they saw them standing quiet by
the horse's head; but each and all of these folk, so far as could be
seen, had some weapon.

Then said Ralph:  "Good fellow, is this the Burg of the Four Friths?"
The carle laughed, and said:  "Simple is the question, Sir Knight:
yonder is a watch-tower of the Burg, whereunder husbandmen can live,
because there be men-at-arms therein.  And all round the outskirts of
the Frank of the Burg are there such-like towers to the number of
twenty-seven. For that, say folk, was the tale of the winters of the
Fair Lady who erewhile began the building of the Burg, when she was
first wedded to the Forest Lord, who before that building had dwelt, he
and his fathers, in thatched halls of timber here and there about the
clearings of the wild-wood. But now, knight, if thou wilt, thou mayest
go on softly toward the Gate of the Burg, and if thou wilt I will walk
beside thy rein, which fellowship, as aforesaid, shall be a gain to me."

Said Ralph:  "I pray thee come with me, good fellow, and show me how
easiest to enter this stronghold."  So, when Falcon was well breathed,
they went on, passing through goodly acres and wide meadows, with here
and there a homestead on them, and here and there a carle's cot.  Then
came they to a thorp of the smallest on a rising ground, from the
further end of which they could see the walls and towers of the Burg.
Thereafter right up to the walls were no more houses or cornfields,
nought but reaches of green meadows plenteously stored with sheep and
kine, and with a little stream winding about them.



CHAPTER 12

Ralph Entereth Into the Burg of the Four Friths


When they came up to the wall they saw that it was well builded of good
ashlar, and so high that they might not see the roofs of the town
because of it; but there were tall towers on it, a many of them, strong
and white.  The road led up straight to the master-gate of the Burg,
and there was a bailey before it strongly walled, and manned with
weaponed men, and a captain going about amongst them.  But they entered
it along with men bringing wares into the town, and none heeded them
much, till they came to the very gate, on the further side of a moat
that was both deep and clean; but as now the bridge was down and the
portcullis up, so that the market-people might pass in easily, for it
was yet early in the day.  But before the door on either side stood
men-at-arms well weaponed, and on the right side was their captain, a
tall man with bare grizzled head, but otherwise all-armed, who stopped
every one whom he knew not, and asked their business.

As Ralph came riding up with Roger beside him, one of the guard laid
his spear across and bade them stand, and the captain spake in a dry
cold voice: "Whence comest thou, man-at-arms?" "From the Abbey of St.
Mary at Higham," said Ralph.  "Yea," said the captain, smiling grimly,
"even so I might have deemed:  thou wilt be one of the Lord Abbot's
lily lads." "No I am not," quoth Ralph angrily.  "Well, well," said the
captain, "what is thy name?"

"Ralph Motherson," quoth Ralph, knitting his brow.  Said the captain
"And whither wilt thou?"  Said Ralph, "On mine own errands." "Thou
answerest not over freely," quoth the captain.  Said Ralph, "Then is it
even; for thou askest freely enough." "Well, well," said the captain,
grinning in no unfriendly wise, "thou seemest a stout lad enough; and
as to my asking, it is my craft as captain of the North Gate:  but now
tell me friendly, goest thou to any kinsman or friend in the Burg?"

Then Ralph's brow cleared and he said, "Nay, fair sir." "Well then,"
said the captain, "art thou but riding straight through to another
gate, and so away again?"  "Nay," said Ralph, "if I may, I would abide
here the night over, or may-happen longer." "Therein thou shalt do
well, young man," said the captain; "then I suppose thou wilt to some
hostelry? tell me which one."

Said Ralph, "Nay, I wot not to which one, knowing not the town." But
Roger close by him spake and said:  "My lord shall go to the Flower de
Luce, which is in the big square."

"Truly," said the captain, "he goes to a good harbour; and moreover,
fair sir, to-morrow thou shalt see a goodly sight from thine inn; thou
mayst do no better, lord.  But thou, carle, who art thou, who knowest
the inside of our Burg so well, though I know thee not, for as well as
I know our craftsmen and vavassors?"

Then Roger's words hung on his lips awhile, and the knight bent his
brow on him, till at last he said, "Sir Captain, I was minded to lie,
and say that I am this young knight's serving-man." The captain broke
in on him grimly, "Thou wert best not lie."

"Yea, sir," quoth Roger, "I deemed, as it was on my tongue's end, that
thou wouldst find me out, so I have nought to do but tell thee the very
sooth: this it is:  I am a man made masterless by the thieves of the
Dry Tree.  From my land at Hampton under Scaur have I been driven, my
chattels have been lifted, and my friends slain; and therefore by your
leave would I ride in the host of the Burg, that I may pay back the
harm which I had, according to the saw, 'better bale by breeding bale.'
So, lord, I ask thee wilt thou lend me the sword and give me the loaf,
that I may help both thee, and the Burg, and me?"

The captain looked at him closely and sharply, while the carle faced
him with open simple eyes, and at last he said: "Well, carle, thou wert
about to name thyself this young knight's serving-man; be thou even so
whiles he abideth in the Burg; and when he leaveth the Burg then come
back to me here any day before noon, and may be I shall then put a
sword in thy fist and horse between thy thighs.  But," (and he wagged
his head threateningly at Roger) "see that thou art at the Flower de
Luce when thou art called for."

Roger held his peace and seemed somewhat abashed at this word, and the
captain turned to Ralph and said courteously:  "Young knight, if thou
art seeking adventures, thou shalt find them in our host; and if thou
be but half as wise as thou seemest bold, thou wilt not fail to gain
honour and wealth both, in the service of the Burg; for we be overmuch
beset with foemen that we should not welcome any wight and wary
warrior, though he be an alien of blood and land.  If thou thinkest
well of this, then send me thy man here and give me word of thy mind,
and I shall lead thee to the chiefs of the Port, and make the way easy
for thee."

Ralph thanked him and rode through the gate into the street, and Roger
still went beside his stirrup.

Presently Ralph turned to Roger and spake to him somewhat sourly, and
said:  "Thou hadst one lie in thy mouth and didst swallow it; but how
shall I know that another did not come out thence?  Withal thou must
needs be my fellow here, will I, nill I; for thou it was that didst put
that word into the captain's mouth that thou shouldst serve me while I
abide in the Burg.  So I will say here and now, that my mind misgives
me concerning thee, whether thou be not of those very thieves and
tyrants whom thou didst mis-say but a little while ago."

"Yea," said Roger, "thou art wise indeed to set me down as one of the
Dry Tree; doubtless that is why I delivered thee from their ambush even
now.  And as for my service, thou mayst need it; for indeed I deem thee
not so safe as thou deemest thyself in this Burg."

"What!" said Ralph, "Dost thou blow hot and cold? why even now, when we
were in the wood, thou wert telling me that I had nought at all to fear
in the Burg of the Four Friths, and that all was done there by reason
and with justice.  What is this new thing then which thou hast found
out, or what is that I have to fear?"

Roger changed countenance thereat and seemed somewhat confused, as one
who has been caught unawares; but he gat his own face presently, and
said:  "Nay, Sir Knight, I will tell thee the truth right out.  In the
wood yonder thy danger was great that thou mightest run into the hands
of them of the Dry Tree; therefore true it is that I spake somewhat
beyond my warrant concerning the life of the folk of the Burg, as how
could I help it?  But surely whatever thy peril may be here, it is
nought to that which awaited thee at Hampton."

"Nay, but what is the peril?" said Ralph.  Quoth Roger, "If thou wilt
become their man and enter into their host, there is none; for they
will ask few questions of so good a man-at-arms, when they know that
thou art theirs; but if thou naysay that, it may well be that they will
be for turning the key on thee till thou tellest them what and whence
thou art." Ralph answered nought, thinking in his mind that this was
like enough; so he rode on soberly, till Roger said:

"Anyhow, thou mayst turn the cold shoulder on me if thou wilt.  Yet
were I thee, I would not, for so it is, both that I can help thee, as I
deem, in time to come, and that I have helped thee somewhat in time
past."

Now Ralph was young and could not abide the blame of thanklessness; so
he said, "Nay, nay, fellow, go we on together to the Flower de Luce."

Roger nodded his head and grumbled somewhat, and they made no stay
except that now and again Ralph drew rein to look at goodly things in
the street, for there were many open booths therein, so that the whole
street looked like a market.  The houses were goodly of building, but
not very tall, the ways wide and well-paved. Many folk were in the
street, going up and down on their errands, and both men and women of
them seemed to Ralph stout and strong, but not very fair of favour.
Withal they seemed intent on their business, and payed little heed to
Ralph and his fellow, though he was by his attire plainly a stranger.

Now Ralph sees a house more gaily adorned than most, and a sign hung
out from it whereon was done an image of St. Loy, and underneath the
same a booth on which was set out weapons and war-gear exceeding
goodly; and two knaves of the armourer were standing by to serve folk,
and crying their wares with "what d'ye lack?" from time to time.  So he
stayed and fell to looking wistfully at the gleam and glitter of those
fair things, till one of the aforesaid knaves came to his side and said:

"Fair Sir, surely thou lackest somewhat; what have we here for thy
needs?"  So Ralph thought and called to mind that strong little steel
axe of the man whom he had slain yesterday, and asked for the sight of
such a weapon, if he might perchance cheapen it.  And the lad brought a
very goodly steel axe, gold-inlaid about the shaft, and gave him the
price thereof, which Ralph deemed he might compass; so he brought round
his scrip to his hand, that he might take out the money.  But while his
hand was yet in the bag, out comes the master-armourer, a tall and very
stark carle, and said in courteous wise: "Sir Knight, thou art a
stranger to me and I know thee not; so I must needs ask for a sight of
thy license to buy weapons, under the seal of the Burg."

"Hear a wonder," said Ralph, "that a free man for his money shall not
buy wares set out to be bought, unless he have the Burg-Reeve's hand
and seal for it!  Nay, take thy florins, master, and give me the axe
and let the jest end there." "I jest not, young rider," quoth the
armourer.  "When we know thee for a liegeman of the Burg, thou shalt
buy what thou wilt without question; but otherwise I have told thee the
law, and how may I, the master of the craft, break the law?  Be not
wrath, fair sir, I will set aside thine axe for thee, till thou bring
me the license, or bid me come see it, and thou shalt get the said
license at the Town Hall straight-way, when they may certify thee no
foeman of the Burg."

Ralph saw that it availed nothing to bicker with the smith, and so went
his way somewhat crestfallen, and that the more as he saw Roger
grinning a little.

Now they come into the market-place, on one side whereof was the master
church of the town, which was strongly built and with a tall tower to
it, but was not very big, and but little adorned.  Over against it they
saw the sign of the Flower de Luce, a goodly house and great.
Thitherward they turned; but in the face of the hostelry amidmost the
place was a thing which Roger pointed at with a grin that spoke as well
as words; and this was a high gallows-tree furnished with four forks or
arms, each carved and wrought in the fashion of the very bough of a
tree, from which dangled four nooses, and above them all was a board
whereon was written in big letters THE DRY TREE.  And at the foot of
this gallows were divers folk laughing and talking.

So Ralph understood at once that those four men whom he had seen led
away bound yesterday should be hanged thereon; so he stayed a franklin
who was passing by, and said to him, "Sir, I am a stranger in the town,
and I would know if justice shall be done on the four woodmen to-day."
"Nay," said the man, "but to-morrow; they are even now before the
judges."

Then said Roger in a surly voice, "Why art thou not there to look on?"
"Because," quoth the man, "there is little to see there, and not much
more to hearken.  The thieves shall be speedily judged, and not
questioned with torments, so that they may be the lustier to feel what
the hangman shall work on them to-morrow; then forsooth the show shall
be goodly.  But far better had it been if we had had in our hands the
great witch of these dastards, as we looked to have her; but now folk
say that she has not been brought within gates, and it is to be feared
that she hath slipped through our fingers once more."

Roger laughed, and said:  "Simple are ye folk of the Burg and know
nought of her shifts.  I tell thee it is not unlike that she is in the
Burg even now, and hath in hand to take out of your prison the four
whom ye have caught."

The franklin laughed scornfully in his turn and said: "If we be simple,
thou art a fool merely:  are we not stronger and more than the Dry
Tree?  How should she not be taken?  How should she not be known if she
were walking about these streets?  Have we no eyes, fool-carle?" And he
laughed again, for he was wroth.

Ralph hearkened, and a kind of fear seemed griping his heart, so he
asked the franklin:  "Tell me, sir, are ye two speaking of a woman who
is Queen of these strong-thieves?" "Yea," said he, "or it might better
be said that she is their goddess, their mawmet, their devil, the very
heart and soul of their wickedness.  But one day shall we have her body
and soul, and then shall her body have but an evil day of it till she
dieth in this world."

"Yea, forsooth, if she can die at all," quoth Roger.

The franklin looked sourly on him and said:  "Good man, thou knowest
much of her, meseemeth--Whence art thou?" Said Roger speedily:  "From
Hampton under Scaur; and her rebel I am, and her dastard, and her
runaway.  Therefore I know her forsooth."

"Well," the Franklin said, "thou seemest a true man, and yet I would
counsel thee to put a rein on thy tongue when thou art minded to talk
of the Devil of the Dry Tree, or thou mayst come to harm in the Burg."

He walked away towards the gallows therewith; and Roger said, almost as
if he were talking to himself; "A heavy-footed fool goeth yonder; but
after this talk we were better hidden by the walls of the
Flower-de-Luce." So therewith they went on toward the hostel.

But the market place was wide, and they were yet some minutes getting
to the door, and ere they came there Ralph said, knitting his brows
anxiously: "Is this woman fair or foul to look on?"  "That is nought so
easy to tell of," said Roger, "whiles she is foul, whiles very fair,
whiles young and whiles old; whiles cruel and whiles kind.  But note
this, when she is the kindest then are her carles the cruellest; and
she is the kinder to them because they are cruel."

Ralph pondered what he said, and wondered if this were verily the woman
whom he had delivered, or some other.  As if answering to his unspoken
thought, Roger went on: "They speak but of one woman amongst them of
the Dry Tree, but in sooth they have many others who are like unto her
in one way or other; and this again is a reason why they may not lay
hands on the very Queen of them all."

Therewithal they came unto the hostel, and found it fair enough within,
the hall great and goodly for such a house, and with but three
chapmen-carles therein.  Straightway they called for meat, for it was
now past noon, and the folk of the house served them when the grooms
had taken charge of Falcon.  And Roger served Ralph as if he were
verily his man.  Then Ralph went to his chamber aloft and rested a
while, but came down into the hall a little before nones, and found
Roger there walking up and down the hall floor, and no man else, so he
said to him:  "Though thou art not of the Burg, thou knowest it; wilt
thou not come abroad then, and show it me? for I have a mind to learn
the ways of the folk here."

Said Roger, and smiled a little:  "If thou commandest me as my lord, I
will come; yet I were better pleased to abide behind; for I am weary
with night-waking and sorrow; and have a burden of thought, one which I
must bear to the end of the road; and if I put it down I shall have to
go back and take it up again."

Ralph thought that he excused himself with more words than were needed;
but he took little heed of it, but nodded to him friendly, and went out
of the house afoot, but left his weapons and armour behind him by the
rede of Roger.



CHAPTER 13

The Streets of the Burg of the Four Friths


He went about the streets and found them all much like to the one which
they had entered by the north gate; he saw no poor or wretched houses,
and none very big as of great lords; they were well and stoutly
builded, but as aforesaid not much adorned either with carven work or
painting: there were folk enough in the streets, and now Ralph, as was
like to be, looked specially at the women, and thought many of them
little better-favoured than the men, being both dark and low; neither
were they gaily clad, though their raiment, like the houses, was stout
and well wrought.  But here and there he came on a woman taller and
whiter than the others, as though she were of another blood; all such
of these as he saw were clad otherwise than the darker women: their
heads uncoifed, uncovered save for some garland or silken band: their
gowns yellow like wheat-straw, but gaily embroidered; sleeveless withal
and short, scarce reaching to the ancles, and whiles so thin that they
were rather clad with the embroidery than the cloth; shoes they had
not, but sandals bound on their naked feet with white thongs, and each
bore an iron ring about her right arm.

The more part of the men wore weapons at their sides and had staves in
hand, and were clad in short jerkins brown or blue of colour, and
looked ready for battle if any moment should call them thereto; but
among them were men of different favour and stature from these, taller
for the most part, unarmed, and clad in long gowns of fair colours with
cloths of thin and gay- web twisted about their heads.  These
he took for merchants, as they were oftenest standing in and about the
booths and shops, whereof there were some in all the streets, though
the market for victuals and such like he found over for that day, and
but scantily peopled.

Out of one of these markets, which was the fish and fowl market, he
came into a long street that led him down to a gate right over against
that whereby he had entered the Burg; and as he came thereto he saw
that there was a wide way clear of all houses inside of the wall, so
that men-at-arms might go freely from one part to the other; and he had
also noted that a wide way led from each port out of the great place,
and each ended not but in a gate.  But as to any castle in the town, he
saw none; and when he asked a burgher thereof, the carle laughed in his
face, and said to him that the whole Burg, houses and all, was a
castle, and that it would turn out to be none of the easiest to win.
And forsooth Ralph himself was much of that mind.

Now he was just within the south gate when he held this talk, and there
were many folk thereby already, and more flocking thereto; so he stood
there to see what should betide; and anon he heard great blowing of
horns and trumpets all along the wall, and, as he deemed, other horns
answered from without; and so it was; for soon the withoutward horns
grew louder, and the folk fell back on either side of the way, and next
the gates were thrown wide open (which before had been shut save for a
wicket) and thereafter came the first of a company of men-at-arms,
foot-men, with bills some, and some with bows, and all-armed knights
and sergeants a-horseback.

So streamed in these weaponed men till Ralph saw that it was a great
host that was entering the Burg; and his heart rose within him, so
warrior-like they were of men and array, though no big men of their
bodies; and many of them bore signs of battle about them, both in the
battering of their armour and the rending of their raiment, and the
clouts tied about the wounds on their bodies.

After a while among the warriors came herds of neat and flocks of sheep
and strings of horses, of the spoil which the host had lifted; and then
wains filled, some with weapons and war gear, and some with bales of
goods and household stuff.  Last came captives, some going afoot and
some for weariness borne in wains; for all these war-taken thralls were
women and women-children; of males there was not so much as a little
lad.  Of the women many seemed fair to Ralph despite their grief and
travel; and as he looked on them he deemed that they must be of the
kindred and nation of the fair white women he had seen in the streets;
though they were not clad like those, but diversely.

So Ralph gazed on this pageant till all had passed, and he was weary
with the heat and the dust and the confused clamour of shouting and
laughter and talking; and whereas most of the folk followed after the
host and their spoil, the streets of the town there about were soon
left empty and peaceful.  So he turned into a street narrower than
most, that went east from the South Gate and was much shaded from the
afternoon sun, and went slowly down it, meaning to come about the
inside of the wall till he should hit the East Gate, and so into the
Great Place when the folk should have gone their ways home.

He saw no folk in the street save here and there an old woman sitting
at the door of her house, and maybe a young child with her.  As he came
to where the street turned somewhat, even such a carline was sitting on
a clean white door-step on the sunny side, somewhat shaded by a tall
rose-laurel tree in a great tub, and she sang as she sat spinning, and
Ralph stayed to listen in his idle mood, and he heard how she sang in a
dry, harsh voice:

    Clashed sword on shield In the harvest field;
    And no man blames The red red flames,
    War's candle-wick On roof and rick.
    Now dead lies the yeoman unwept and unknown
    On the field he hath furrowed, the ridge he hath sown:
    And all in the middle of wethers and neat
    The maidens are driven with blood on their feet;
    For yet 'twixt the Burg-gate and battle half-won
    The dust-driven highway creeps uphill and on,
    And the smoke of the beacons goes coiling aloft,
    While the gathering horn bloweth loud, louder and oft.

    Throw wide the gates
    For nought night waits;
    Though the chase is dead
    The moon's o'erhead
    And we need the clear
    Our spoil to share.
    Shake the lots in the helm then for brethren are we,
    And the goods of my missing are gainful to thee.
    Lo! thine are the wethers, and his are the kine;
    And the colts of the marshland unbroken are thine,
    With the dapple-grey stallion that trampled his groom;
    And Giles hath the gold-blossomed rose of the loom.
    Lo! leaps out the last lot and nought have I won,
    But the maiden unmerry, by battle undone.


Even as her song ended came one of those fair yellow-gowned damsels
round the corner of the street, bearing in her hand a light basket full
of flowers: and she lifted up her head and beheld Ralph there; then she
went slowly and dropped her eyelids, and it was pleasant to Ralph to
behold her; for she was as fair as need be.  Her corn- gown was
dainty and thin, and but for its silver embroidery had hidden her limbs
but little; the rosiness of her ancles showed amidst her white
sandal-thongs, and there were silver rings and gold on her arms along
with the iron ring.

Now she lifted up her eyes and looked shyly at Ralph, and he smiled at
her well-pleased, and deemed it would be good to hear her voice; so he
went up to her and greeted her, and she seemed to take his greeting
well, though she glanced swiftly at the carline in the doorway.

Said Ralph:  "Fair maiden, I am a stranger in this town, and have seen
things I do not wholly understand; now wilt thou tell me before I ask
the next question, who will be those war-taken thralls whom even now I
saw brought into the Burg by the host? of what nation be they, and of
what kindred?"

Straightway was the damsel all changed; she left her dainty tricks, and
drew herself up straight and stiff.  She looked at him in the eyes,
flushing red, and with knit brows, a moment, and then passed by him
with swift and firm feet as one both angry and ashamed.

But the carline who had beheld the two with a grin on her wrinkled face
changed aspect also, and cried out fiercely after the damsel, and said:
"What! dost thou flee from the fair young man, and he so kind and soft
with thee, thou jade?  Yea, I suppose thou dost fetch and carry for
some mistress who is young and a fool, and who has not yet learned how
to deal with the daughters of thine accursed folk.  Ah! if I had but
money to buy some one of you, and a good one, she should do something
else for me than showing her fairness to young men; and I would pay her
for her long legs and her white skin, till she should curse her fate
that she had not been born little and dark-skinned and free, and with
heels un-bloodied with the blood of her back."

Thus she went on, though the damsel was long out of ear-shot of her
curses; and Ralph tarried not to get away from her spiteful babble,
which he now partly understood; and that all those yellow-clad damsels
were thralls to the folk of the Burg; and belike were of the kindred of
those captives late-taken whom he had seen amidst the host at its
entering into the Burg.

So he wandered away thence thinking on what he should do till the sun
was set, and he had come into the open space underneath the walls, and
had gone along it till he came to the East Gate: there he looked around
him a little and found people flowing back from the Great Place,
whereto they had gathered to see the host mustered and the spoil
blessed; then he went on still under the wall, and noted not that here
and there a man turned about to look upon him curiously, for he was
deep in thought, concerning the things which he had seen and heard of,
and pondered much what might have befallen his brethren since they
sundered at the Want-way nigh to the High House of Upmeads.  Withal the
chief thing that he desired was to get him away from the Burg, for he
felt himself unfree therein; and he said to himself that if he were
forced to dwell among this folk, that he had better never have stolen
himself away from his father and mother; and whiles even he thought
that he would do his best on the morrow to get him back home to Upmeads
again.  But then when he thought of how his life would go in his old
home, there seemed to him a lack, and when he questioned himself as to
what that lack was, straightway he seemed to see that Lady of the
Wildwood standing before the men-at-arms in her scanty raiment the
minute before his life was at adventure because of them.  And in sooth
he smiled to himself then with a beating heart, as he told himself that
above all things he desired to see that Lady, whatever she might be,
and that he would follow his adventure to the end until he met her.

Amidst these thoughts he came unto the North Gate, whereby he had first
entered the Burg, and by then it was as dark as the summer night would
be; so he woke up from his dream, as it were, and took his way briskly
back to the Flower de Luce.



CHAPTER 14

What Ralph Heard of the Matters of the Burg of the Four Friths


There was no candle in the hall when he entered, but it was not so dark
therein but he might see Roger sitting on a stool near the chimney, and
opposite to him on the settle sat two men; one very tall and big, the
other small; Roger was looking away from these, and whistling; and it
came into Ralph's mind that he would have him think that he had nought
to do with them, whether that were so or not.  But he turned round as
Ralph came up the hall and rose and came up to him, and fell to talking
with him and asking him how he liked the Burg; and ever he spake fast
and loud, so that again it came on Ralph that he was playing a part.

Ralph heeded him little, but ever looked through the hall-dusk on those
twain, who presently arose and went toward the hall door, but when they
were but half-way across the floor a chamberlain came in suddenly,
bearing candles in his hands, and the light fell on those guests and
flashed back from a salade on the head of the big man, and Ralph saw
that he was clad in a long white gaberdine, and he deemed that he was
the very man whom he had seen last in the Great Place at Higham, nigh
the church, and before that upon the road.  As for the smaller man
Ralph had no knowledge of him, for he could see but little of his face,
whereas he was wrapped up in a cloak, for as warm as the evening was,
and wore a slouch hat withal; but his eyes seemed great and wondrous
bright.

But when they were gone Ralph asked Roger if he knew aught of them, or
if they had told him aught.  "Nay," said Roger, "they came in here as I
sat alone, and had their meat, and spake nought to me, and little to
each other.  I deem them not to be of the Burg.  Nay, sooth to say, I
doubt if they be true men."

As he spake came in a sort of the townsmen somewhat merry and noisy,
and called for meat and drink and more lights; so that the board was
brought and the hall was speedily astir.  These men, while supper was
being dight, fell to talking to Ralph and Roger, and asking them
questions of whence and whither, but nowise uncourteously:  to whom
Roger answered with the tale which he had told Ralph, and Ralph told
what he would, and that was but little.

But when the board was dight they bade them sit down with them and eat.
Ralph sat down at once, and Roger would have served him, but Ralph bade
him do it not, and constrained him to sit by his side, and they two sat
a little apart from the townsmen.

So when they had eaten their fill, and wine was brought, and men were
drinking kindly, Ralph began to ask Roger concerning those women whom
he had seen in the street, and the captives whom he had seen brought in
by the host, and if they were of one kindred, and generally how it was
with them:  and he spake somewhat softly as if he would not break into
the talk of the townsmen: but Roger answered him in a loud voice so
that all could hear:

"Yea, lord, I will tell thee the tale of them, which setteth forth well
both the wise policy and the great mercy of the folk of the Burg and
their rulers."

Said Ralph:  "Are these women also of the Dry Tree?  For I perceive
them to be born of the foes of the Burg."

Now the townsmen had let their talk drop a while to listen to the talk
of the aliens; and Roger answered still in a loud voice: "Nay, nay, it
is not so.  These queens are indeed war-taken thralls, but not from
them of the Dry Tree, or they would have been slain at once, like as
the carles of those accursed ones.  But these are of the folk of the
Wheat-wearers, even as those whom thou sawest brought to-day amidst the
other spoil.  And to this folk the Burg showeth mercy, and whenso the
host goeth against them and over-cometh (and that is well-nigh whenever
they meet) these worthy lords slay no woman of them, but the men only,
whether they be old or young or youngest.  As for their women they are
brought hither and sold at the market-cross to the highest bidder.  And
this honour they have, that such of them as be fair, and that is the
more part of the younger ones, fetch no ill penny.  Yet for my part I
were loth to cheapen such wares:  for they make but evil servants,
being proud, and not abiding stripes lightly, or toiling the harder for
them; and they be somewhat too handy with the knife if they deem
themselves put upon.  Speak I sooth, my masters?" quoth he, turning
toward them of the town.

Said a burgher somewhat stricken in years, "Nought but sooth; peaceable
men like to me eschew such servants; all the more because of this, that
if one of these queens misbehave with the knife, or strayeth from her
master's bed, the laws of the Burg meddle not therein.  For the wise
men say that such folk are no more within the law than kine be, and may
not for their deeds be brought before leet or assize any more than
kine.  So that if the master punish her not for her misdoings,
unpunished she needs must go; yea even if her deed be mere murder."

"That is sooth," said a somewhat younger man; "yet whiles it fareth ill
with them at the hands of our women.  To wit, my father's brother has
even now come from the war to find his thrall all spoilt by his wife:
and what remedy may he have against his wife? his money is gone, even
as if she had houghed his horse or his best cow."

"Yea," said a third, "we were better without such cattle.  A thrust
with a sword and all the tale told, were the better way of dealing with
them."

Said another; "Yet are the queens good websters, and, lacking them,
figured cloth of silk would be far-fetched and dear-bought here."

A young man gaily clad, who had been eyeing the speakers disdainfully,
spake next and said:  "Fair sirs, ye are speaking like hypocrites, and
as if your lawful wives were here to hearken to you; whereas ye know
well how goodly these thralls be, and that many of them can be kind
enough withal; and ye would think yourselves but ill bestead if ye
might not cheapen such jewels for your money.  Which of you will go to
the Cross next Saturday and there buy him a fairer wife than he can wed
out of our lineages? and a wife withal of whose humours he need take no
more account of than the dullness of his hound or the skittish temper
of his mare, so long as the thong smarts, and the twigs sting."

One or two grinned as he spake, but some bent their brows at him, yet
scarce in earnest, and the talk thereover dropped, nor did Ralph ask
any more questions; for he was somewhat down-hearted, calling to mind
the frank and free maidens of Upmead, and their friendly words and
hearty kisses.  And him seemed the world was worse than he had looked
to find it.

Howsoever, the oldest and soberest of the guests, seeing that he was a
stranger and of noble aspect, came unto him and sat by him, and fell to
telling him tales of the wars of the men of the Burg with the
Wheat-wearers; and how in time past, when the town was but little
fenced, the Wheat-wearers had stormed their gates and taken the city,
and had made a great slaughter; but yet had spared many of the
fighting-men, although they had abided there as the masters of them,
and held them enthralled for three generations of men: after which time
the sons' sons of the old Burg-dwellers having grown very many again,
and divers of them being trusted in sundry matters by the conquerors,
who oppressed them but little, rose up against them as occasion served,
in the winter season and the Yule feast, and slew their masters, save
for a few who were hidden away.

"And thereafter," quoth he, "did we make the Burg strong and hard to
win, as ye see it to-day; and we took for our captain the Forest Lord,
who ere-while had dwelt in the clearings of the wildwood, and he wedded
the Fair Lady who was the son's daughter of him who had been our lord
ere the Wheat-wearers overcame us; and we grew safe and free and mighty
again.  And the son of the Forest Lord, he whom we call the War-smith,
he it was who beheld the Burg too much given to pleasure, and
delighting in the softness of life; and he took order to harden our
hearts, and to cause all freemen to learn the craft of war and battle,
and let the women and thralls and aliens see to other craftsmanship and
to chaffer; and even so is it done as he would; and ye shall find us
hardy of heart enough, though belike not so joyous as might be.  Yet at
least we shall not be easy to overcome."

"So indeed it seemeth," said Ralph.  "Yet will I ask of you first one
question, and then another."

"Ask on," said the burgher.

Said Ralph:  "How is it that ye, being so strong, should still suffer
them of the Dry Tree, taking a man here and a man there, when ye might
destroy them utterly?"

The Burgher reddened and cleared his throat and said: "Sir, it must be
made clear to you that these evil beasts are no peril to the Burg of
the Four Friths; all the harm they may do us, is as when a cur dog
biteth a man in the calf of the leg; whereby the man shall be grieved
indeed, but the dog slain.  Such grief as that they have done us at
whiles:  but the grief is paid for thus, that the hunting and slaying
of them keeps our men in good trim, and pleasures them; shortly to say
it, they are the chief deer wherewith our wood is stocked."

He stopped awhile and then went on again and said:  "To say sooth they
be not very handy for crushing as a man crushes a wasp, because sorcery
goes with them, and the wiles of one who is their Queen, the evilest
woman who ever spat upon the blessed Host of the Altar: yet is she
strong, a devouring sea of souls, God help us!" And he blessed himself
therewith.

Said Ralph:  "Yet a word on these Wheat-wearers; it seemeth that ye
never fail to overcome them in battle?"

"But seldom at least," quoth the Burgher.

Said Ralph:  "Then it were no great matter for you to gather a host
overwhelming, and to take their towns and castles, and forbid them
weapons, and make them your thralls to till the land for you which now
they call theirs; so that ye might have of their gettings all save what
were needful for them to live as thralls."

"I deem it were an easy thing," said the burgher.

Quoth Ralph:  "Then why do ye not so?"

"It were but a poor game to play," said the burgher.  "Such of their
wealth as we have a mind to, we can have now at the cost of a battle or
two, begun one hour and ended the next: were we their masters sitting
down amidst of their hatred, and amidst of their plotting, yea, and in
the very place where that were the hottest and thickest, the battle
would be to begin at every sun's uprising, nor would it be ended at any
sunset.  Hah! what sayest thou?"

Said Ralph:  "This seemeth to me but the bare truth; yet it is little
after the manner of such masterful men as ye be.  But why then do ye
slay all their carles that are taken; whereas ye bear away the women
and make thralls of them at home, that is to say, foes in every house?"

"It may be," said the Burgher, "that this is not amongst the wisest of
our dealings.  Yet may we do no otherwise; for thus we swore to do by
all the greatest oaths that we might swear, in the days when we first
cast off their yoke, and yet were not over strong at the first; and now
it hath so grown into a part of our manners, yea, and of our very
hearts and minds, that the slaying of a Wheat-wearer is to us a lighter
matter than the smiting of a rabbit or a fowmart.  But now, look you,
fair sir, my company ariseth from table; so I bid thee a good night.
And I give thee a good rede along with the good wish, to wit, that thou
ask not too many questions in this city concerning its foemen: for here
is the stranger looked upon with doubt, if he neither will take the
wages of the Burg for battle, nor hath aught to sell."

Ralph reddened at his word, and the other looked at him steadily as he
spoke, so that Ralph deemed that he mistrusted him: he deemed moreover
that three or four of the others looked hard at him as they went
towards the door, while Roger stood somewhat smiling, and humming a
snatch of an old song.

But when the other guests had left the hostelry, Roger left his
singing, and turned to Ralph and said:  "Master, meseems that they
mistrust us, and now maybe is that peril that I spake of nigher than I
deemed when we came into the Burg this morning.  And now I would that
we were well out of the Burg and in the merry greenwood again, and it
repents me that I brought thee hither."

"Nay, good fellow," quoth Ralph, "heed it not:  besides, it was me, not
thee, that they seemed to doubt of.  I will depart hence to-morrow
morning no worser than I came, and leave thee to seek thy fortune here;
and good luck go with thee."

Roger looked hard at him and said:  "Not so, young lord; if thou goest
I will go with thee, for thou hast won my heart, I know not how: and I
would verily be thy servant, to follow thee whithersoever thou goest;
for I think that great deeds will come of thee."

This word pleased Ralph, for he was young and lightly put faith in
men's words, and loved to be well thought of, and was fain of good
fellowship withal.  So he said: "This is a good word of thine, and I
thank thee for it; and look to it that in my adventures, and the reward
of them thou shalt have thy due share.  Lo here my hand on it!"

Roger took his hand, yet therewith his face seemed a little troubled,
but he said nought.  Then spoke Ralph: "True it is that I am not fain
to take the wages of the Burg; for it seems to me that they be hard
men, and cruel and joyless, and that their service shall be rather
churlish than knightly.  Howbeit, let night bring counsel, and we will
see to this to-morrow; for now I am both sleepy and weary."  Therewith
he called the chamberlain, who bore a wax light before him to his
chamber, and he did off his raiment and cast himself on his bed, and
fell asleep straightway, before he knew where Roger was sleeping,
whether it were in the hall or some place else.



CHAPTER 15

How Ralph Departed From the Burg of the Four Friths


Himseemed he had scarce been asleep a minute ere awoke with a sound of
someone saying softly, "Master, master, awake!"  So he sat up and
answered softly in his turn:  "Who is it? what is amiss, since the
night is yet young?"

"I am thy fellow-farer, Roger," said the speaker, "and this thou hast
to do, get on thy raiment speedily, and take thy weapons without noise,
if thou wouldst not be in the prison of the Burg before sunrise."

Ralph did as he was bidden without more words; for already when he lay
down his heart misgave him that he was in no safe place; he looked to
his weapons and armour that they should not clash, and down they came
into the hall and found the door on the latch; so out they went and
Ralph saw that it was somewhat cloudy; the moon was set and it was
dark, but Ralph knew by the scent that came in on the light wind, and a
little stir of blended sounds, that it was hard on dawning; and even
therewith he heard the challenge of the warders on the walls and their
crying of the hour; and the chimes of the belfry rang clear and loud,
and seeming close above him, two hours and a half after midnight.
Roger spake not, and Ralph was man-at-arms enough to know that he must
hold his peace; and though he longed sore to have his horse Falcon with
him, yet he wotted that it availed not to ask of his horse, since he
durst not ask of his life.

So they went on silently till they were out of the Great Place and came
into a narrow street, and so into another which led them straight into
the houseless space under the wall.  Roger led right on as if he knew
the way well, and in a twinkling were they come to a postern in the
wall betwixt the East Gate and the South.  By the said postern Ralph
saw certain men standing; and on the earth near by, whereas he was
keen-eyed, he saw more than one man lying moveless.

Spake Roger softly to the men who stood on their feet: "Is the rope
twined?"  "Nay, rope-twiner," said one of them.  Then Roger turned and
whispered to Ralph:  "Friends.  Get out thy sword!" Wherewithal the
gate was opened, and they all passed out through the wall, and stood
above the ditch in the angle-nook of a square tower.  Then Ralph saw
some of the men stoop and shoot out a broad plank over the ditch, which
was deep but not wide thereabout, and straightway he followed the
others over it, going last save Roger.  By then they were on the other
side he saw a glimmer of the dawn in the eastern heaven, but it was
still more than dusk, and no man spoke again.  They went on softly
across the plain fields outside the wall, creeping from bush to bush,
and from tree to tree, for here, if nowhere about the circuit of the
Burg, were a few trees growing.  Thus they came into a little wood and
passed through it, and then Ralph could see that the men were six
besides Roger; by the glimmer of the growing dawn he saw before them a
space of meadows with high hedges about them, and a dim line that he
took for the roof of a barn or grange, and beyond that a dark mass of
trees.

Still they pressed on without speaking; a dog barked not far off and
the cocks were crowing, and close by them in the meadow a cow lowed and
went hustling over the bents and the long, unbitten buttercups.  Day
grew apace, and by then they were under the barn-gable which he had
seen aloof he saw the other roofs of the grange and heard the bleating
of sheep.  And now he saw those six men clearly, and noted that one of
them was very big and tall, and one small and slender, and it came into
his mind that these two were none other than the twain whom he had come
upon the last night sitting in the hall of the Flower de Luce.

Even therewith came a man to the gate of the sheep-cote by the grange,
and caught sight of them, and had the wits to run back at once shouting
out: "Hugh, Wat, Richard, and all ye, out with you, out a doors!  Here
be men!  Ware the Dry Tree!  Bows and bills!  Bows and bills!"

With that those fellows of Ralph made no more ado, but set off running
at their best toward the wood aforesaid, which crowned the <DW72>
leading up from the grange, and now took no care to go softly, nor
heeded the clashing of their armour.  Ralph ran with the best and
entered the wood alongside the slim youth aforesaid, who stayed not at
the wood's edge but went on running still: but Ralph stayed and turned
to see what was toward, and beheld how that tall man was the last of
their company, and ere he entered the wood turned about with a bent bow
in his hand, and even as he nocked the shaft, the men from the Grange,
who were seven in all, came running out from behind the barn-gable,
crying out: "Ho thieves! ho ye of the Dry Tree, abide till we come!
flee not from handy strokes."  The tall man had the shaft to his ear in
a twinkling, and loosed straightway, and nocked and loosed another
shaft without staying to note how the first had sped.  But Ralph saw
that a man was before each of the shafts, and had fallen to earth,
though he had no time to see aught else, for even therewith the tall
man caught him by the hand, and crying out, "The third time!" ran on
with him after the rest of their company; and whereas he was
long-legged and Ralph lightfooted, they speedily came up with them, who
were running still, but laughing as they ran, and jeering at the men of
the Burg; and the tall man shouted out to them:  "Yea, lads, the
counterfeit Dry Tree that they have raised in the Burg shall be dry
enough this time." "Truly," said another, "till we come to water it
with the blood of these wretches."

"Well, well, get on," said a third, "waste not your wind in talk; those
carles will make but a short run of it to the walls long as it was for
us, creeping and creeping as we behoved to."

The long man laughed; "Thou sayest sooth," said he, "but thou art the
longest winded of all in talking: get on, lads."

They laughed again at his word and sped on with less noise; while Ralph
thought within himself that he was come into strange company, for now
he knew well that the big man was even he whom he had first met at the
churchyard gate of the thorp under Bear Hill.  Yet he deemed that there
was nought for it now but to go on.

Within a while they all slacked somewhat, and presently did but walk,
though swiftly, through the paths of the thicket, which Ralph deemed
full surely was part of that side of the Wood Perilous that lay south
of the Burg of the Four Friths.  And now Roger joined himself to him,
and spake to him aloud and said: "So, fair master, thou art out of the
peril of death for this bout."

"Art thou all so sure of that?" quoth Ralph, "or who are these that be
with us? meseems they smell of the Dry Tree."

"Yea, or rebels and runaways therefrom," said Roger, with a dry grin.
"But whosoever they may be, thou shalt see that they will suffer us to
depart whither we will, if we like not their company.  I will be thy
warrant thereof."

"Moreover," said Ralph, "I have lost Falcon my horse; it is a sore miss
of him."

"Maybe," quoth Roger, "but at least thou hast saved thy skin; and
whereas there are many horses on the earth, there is but one skin of
thine: be content; if thou wilt, thou shall win somewhat in exchange
for thine horse."

Ralph smiled, but somewhat sourly, and even therewith he heard a shrill
whistle a little aloof, and the men stayed and held their peace, for
they were talking together freely again now.  Then the big man put his
fingers to his mouth and whistled again in answer, a third whistle
answered him; and lo, presently, as their company hastened on, the
voices of men, and anon they came into a little wood-lawn wherein
standing about or lying on the grass beside their horses were more than
a score of men well armed, but without any banner or token, and all in
white armour with white Gaberdines thereover; and they had with them,
as Ralph judged, some dozen of horses more than they needed for their
own riding.

Great was the joy at this meeting, and there was embracing and kissing
of friends:  but Ralph noted that no man embraced that slender youth,
and that he held him somewhat aloof from the others, and all seemed to
do him reverence.

Now spake one of the runaways:  "Well, lads, here be all we four well
met again along with those twain who came to help us at our pinch, as
their wont is, and Roger withal, good at need again, and a friend of
his, as it seemeth, and whom we know not.  See ye to that."

Then stood forth the big man and said:  "He is a fair young knight, as
ye may see; and he rideth seeking adventures, and Roger did us to wit
that he was abiding in the Burg at his peril, and would have him away,
even if it were somewhat against his will:  and we were willing that it
should be so, all the more as I have a guess concerning what he is; and
a foreseeing man might think that luck should go with him." Therewith
he turned to Ralph and said:  "How say ye, fair sir, will ye take
guesting with us a while and learn our ways?"

Said Ralph:  "Certain I am that whither ye will have me go, thither
must I; yet I deem that I have an errand that lies not your way.
Therefore if I go with you, ye must so look upon it that I am in your
fellowship as one compelled.  To be short with you, I crave leave to
depart and go mine own road."

As he spoke he saw the youth walking up and down in short turns; but
his face he could scarce see at all, what for his slouched hat, what
for his cloak; and at last he saw him go up to the tall man and speak
softly to him awhile.  The tall man nodded his head, and as the youth
drew right back nigh to the thicket, spake to Ralph again.

"Fair sir, we grant thine asking; and add this thereto that we give
thee the man who has joined himself to thee, Roger of the Rope-walk to
wit, to help thee on the road, so that thou mayst not turn thy face
back to the Burg of the Four Friths, where thine errand, and thy life
withal, were soon sped now, or run into any other trap which the Wood
Perilous may have for thee.  And yet if thou think better of it, thou
mayst come with us straightway; for we have nought to do to tarry here
any longer.  And in any case, here is a good horse that we will give
thee, since thou hast lost thy steed; and Roger who rideth with thee,
he also is well horsed."

Ralph looked hard at the big man, who now had his salade thrown back
from his face, to see if he gave any token of jeering or malice, but
could see nought such:  nay, his face was grave and serious, not
ill-fashioned, though it were both long and broad like his body: his
cheek-bones somewhat high, his eyes grey and middling great, and
looking, as it were, far away.

Now deems Ralph that as for a trap of the Wood Perilous, he had already
fallen into the trap; for he scarce needed to be told that these were
men of the Dry Tree.  He knew also that it was Roger who had led him
into this trap, although he deemed it done with no malice against him.
So he said to himself that if he went with Roger he but went a
roundabout road to the Dry Tree; so that he was well nigh choosing to
go on with their company.  Yet again he thought that something might
well befall which would free him from that fellowship if he went with
Roger alone; whereas if he went with the others it was not that he
might be, but that he was already of the fellowship of the Dry Tree,
and most like would go straight thence to their stronghold.  So he
spake as soberly as the tall man had done.

"Since ye give me the choice, fair sir, I will depart hence with Roger
alone, whom ye call my man, though to me he seemeth to be yours.
Howbeit, he has led me to you once, and belike will do so once more."

"Yea," quoth the big man smiling no whit more than erst, "and that will
make the fourth time.  Depart then, fair sir, and take this word with
thee that I wish thee good and not evil."



CHAPTER 16

Ralph Rideth the Wood Perilous Again


Now Roger led up to Ralph a strong horse, red roan of hue, duly
harnessed for war, and he himself had a good grey horse, and they
mounted at once, and Ralph rode slowly away through the wood at his
horse's will, for he was pondering all that had befallen him, and
wondering what next should hap.  Meanwhile those others had not
loitered, but were a-horseback at once, and went their ways from Ralph
through the wildwood.

Nought spake Ralph for a while till Roger came close up to him and
said: "Whither shall we betake us, fair lord? hast thou an inkling of
the road whereon lies thine errand?"

Now to Ralph this seemed but mockery, and he answered sharply: "I wot
not, thou wilt lead whither thou wilt, even as thou hast trained me
hitherward with lies and a forged tale.  I suppose thou wilt lead me
now by some roundabout road to the stronghold of the Dry Tree.  It
matters little, since thou durst not lead me back into the Burg.  Yet
now I come to think of it, it is evil to be alone with a found out
traitor and liar; and I had belike have done better to go with their
company."

"Nay nay," quoth Roger, "thou art angry, and I marvel not thereat; but
let thy wrath run off thee if thou mayest; for indeed what I have told
thee of myself and my griefs is not all mere lying.  Neither was it any
lie that thou wert in peril of thy life amongst those tyrants of the
Burg; thou with thy manly bearing, and free tongue, and bred, as I
judge, to hate cruel deeds and injustice.  Such freedom they cannot
away with in that fellowship of hard men-at-arms; and soon hadst thou
come to harm amongst them.  And further, let alone that it is not ill
to be sundered from yonder company, who mayhap will have rough work to
do or ever they win home, I have nought to do to bring thee to Hampton
under Scaur if thou hast no will to go thither: though certes I would
lead thee some whither, whereof thou shalt ask me nought as now; yet
will I say thereof this much, that there thou shalt be both safe and
well at ease.  Now lastly know this, that whatever I have done, I have
done it to do thee good and not ill; and there is also another one,
whom I will not name to thee, who wisheth thee better yet, by the token
of those two strokes stricken by thee in the Wood Perilous before
yesterday was a day."

Now when Ralph heard those last words, such strong and sweet hope and
desire stirred in him to see that woman of the Want-ways of the Wood
Perilous that he forgat all else, except that he must nowise fall to
strife with Roger, lest they should sunder, and he should lose the help
of him, which he now deemed would bring him to sight of her whom he had
unwittingly come to long for more than aught else; so he spake to Roger
quietly and humbly: "Well, faring-fellow, thou seest how I am little
more than a lad, and have fallen into matters mighty and perilous,
which I may not deal with of my own strength, at least until I get
nigher to them so that I may look them in the eyes, and strike a stroke
or two on them if they be at enmity with me.  So I bid thee lead me
whither thou wilt, and if thou be a traitor to me, on thine own head be
it; in good sooth, since I know nought of this wood and since I might
go astray and so come back to the Burg where be those whom thou hast
now made my foemen, I am content to take thee on thy word, and to hope
the best of thee, and ask no question of thee, save whitherward."

"Fair sir," said Roger, "away from this place at least; for we are as
yet over nigh to the Burg to be safe: but as to elsewhither we may
wend, thereof we may speak on the road as we have leisure."

Therewith he smote his horse with his heel and they went forward at a
smart trot, for the horses were unwearied, and the wood thereabouts of
beech and clear of underwood; and Roger seemed to know his way well,
and made no fumbling over it.

Four hours or more gone, the wood thinned and the beeches failed, and
they came to a country, still waste, of little low hills, stony for the
more part, beset with scraggy thorn-bushes, and here and there some
other berry-tree sown by the birds.  Then said Roger: "Now I deem us
well out of the peril of them of the Burg, who if they follow the chase
as far as the sundering of us and the others, will heed our slot
nothing, but will follow on that of the company: so we may breathe our
horses a little, though their bait will be but small in this rough
waste:  therein we are better off than they, for lo you, saddle bags on
my nag and meat and drink therein."

So they lighted down and let their horses graze what they could, while
they ate and drank; amidst which Ralph again asked Roger of whither
they were going.  Said Roger:  "I shall lead thee to a good harbour,
and a noble house of a master of mine, wherein thou mayst dwell certain
days, if thou hast a mind thereto, not without solace maybe."

"And this master," said Ralph, "is he of the Dry Tree?" Said Roger:  "I
scarce know how to answer thee without lying: but this I say, that
whether he be or not, this is true; amongst those men I have friends
and amongst them foes; but fate bindeth me to them for a while."  Said
Ralph reddening: "Be there any women amongst them?"  "Yea, yea," quoth
Roger, smiling a little, "doubt not thereof."

"And that Lady of the Dry Tree," quoth Ralph, reddening yet more, but
holding up his head, "that woman whereof the Burgher spoke so bitterly,
threatening her with torments and death if they might but lay hold of
her; what wilt thou tell me concerning her?" "But little," said Roger,
"save this, that thou desirest to see her, and that thou mayest have
thy will thereon if thou wilt be guided by me."

Ralph hearkened as if he heeded little what Roger said; but presently
he rose up and walked to and fro in short turns with knit brows as one
pondering a hard matter.  He spake nought, and Roger seemed to heed him
nothing, though in sooth he looked at him askance from time to time,
till at last he came and lay down again by Roger, and in a while he
spake: "I wot not why ye of the Dry Tree want me, or what ye will do
with me; and but for one thing I would even now ride away from thee at
all adventure."

Roger said:  "All this ye shall learn later on, and shalt find it but a
simple matter; and meanwhile I tell thee again that all is for thy gain
and thy pleasure.  So now ride away if thou wilt; who hindereth thee?
certes not I."

"Nay," said Ralph, "I will ride with thee first to that fair house; and
afterwards we shall see what is to hap."  "Yea," quoth Roger, "then let
us to horse straightway, so that we may be there if not before dark
night yet at least before bright morn; for it is yet far away."



CHAPTER 17

Ralph Cometh to the House of Abundance


Therewithal they gat to horse and rode away through that stony land,
wherein was no river, but for water many pools in the bottoms, with
little brooks running from them.  But after a while they came upon a
ridge somewhat high, on the further side whereof was a wide valley
well-grassed and with few trees, and no habitation of man that they
might see.  But a wide river ran down the midst of it; and it was now
four hours after noon.  Quoth Roger:  "The day wears and we shall by no
means reach harbour before dark night, even if we do our best: art thou
well used to the water, lord?"  "Much as a mallard is," said Ralph.
Said Roger:  "That is well, for though there is a ford some mile and a
half down stream, for that same reason it is the way whereby men mostly
cross the water into the wildwood; and here again we are more like to
meet foes than well-wishers; or at the least there will be question of
who we are, and whence and whither; and we may stumble in our answers."
Said Ralph: "There is no need to tarry, ride we down to the water."

So did they, and took the water, which was deep, but not swift.  On the
further side they clomb up a hill somewhat steep; at the crown they
drew rein to give their horses breath, and Ralph turned in his saddle
and looked down on to the valley, and as aforesaid he was clear-sighted
and far-sighted; now he said: "Fellow-farer, I see the riding of folk
down below there, and meseems they be spurring toward the water; and
they have weapons: there! dost thou not see the gleam?"

"I will take thy word for it, fair sir," said Roger, "and will even
spur, since they be the first men whom we have seen since we left the
thickets." And therewith he went off at a hand gallop, and Ralph
followed him without more ado.

They rode up hill and down dale of a grassy downland, till at last they
saw a wood before them again, and soon drew rein under the boughs; for
now were their horses somewhat wearied.  Then said Ralph:  "Here have
we ridden a fair land, and seen neither house nor herd, neither
sheep-cote nor shepherd.  I wonder thereat."

Said Roger:  "Thou wouldst wonder the less didst thou know the story of
it." "What story?" said Ralph.  Quoth Roger:  "A story of war and
wasting." "Yea?" said Ralph, "yet surely some bold knight or baron hath
rights in the land, and might be free to build him a strong house and
gather men to him to guard the shepherds and husbandmen from burners
and lifters." "Sooth is that," said Roger; "but there are other things
in the tale." "What things?" said Ralph.  Quoth Roger:  "Ill hap and
sorrow and the Hand of Fate and great Sorcery."  "And dastards withal?"
said Ralph.  "Even so," said Roger, "yet mingled with valiant men.
Over long is the tale to tell as now, so low as the sun is; so now ride
we on with little fear of foemen.  For look you, this wood, like the
thickets about the Burg of the Four Friths, hath an evil name, and few
folk ride it uncompelled; therefore it is the safer for us.  And yet I
will say this to thee, that whereas awhile agone thou mightest have
departed from me with little peril of aught save the stumbling on some
of the riders of the Burg of the Four Friths, departing from me now
will be a hard matter to thee; for the saints in Heaven only know
whitherward thou shouldest come, if thou wert to guide thyself now.
This a rough word, but a true one, so help me God and Saint Michael!
What sayest thou; art thou content, or wilt thou cast hard words at me
again?"

So it was that for all that had come and gone Ralph was light-hearted
and happy; so he laughed and said: "Content were I, even if I were not
compelled thereto.  For my heart tells me of new things, and marvellous
and joyous that I shall see ere long."

"And thine heart lieth not," said Roger, "for amidst of this wood is
the house where we shall have guesting to-night, which will be to thee,
belike, the door of life and many marvels.  For thence have folk sought
ere now to the WELL AT THE WORLD'S END."

Ralph turned to him sharply and said:  "Many times in these few days
have I heard that word.  Dost thou know the meaning thereof?  For as to
me I know it not."  Said Roger:  "Thou mayest well be as wise as I am
thereon: belike men seek to it for their much thriving, and oftenest
find it not.  Yet have I heard that they be the likeliest with whom all
women are in love."

Ralph held his peace, but Roger noted that he reddened at the word.

Now they got on horseback again, for they had lighted down to breathe
their beasts, and they rode on and on, and never was Roger at fault:
long was the way and perforce they rested at whiles, so that night fell
upon them in the wood, but the moon rose withal.  So night being fairly
come, they rested a good while, as it would be dawn before moonset.
Then they rode on again, till now the summer night grew old and waned,
but the wood hid the beginnings of dawn.

At last they came out of the close wood suddenly into an open plain,
and now, as the twilight of the dawn was passing into early day, they
saw that wide grassy meadows and tilled fields lay before them, with a
little river running through the plain; and amidst the meadows, on a
green mound, was a white castle, strong, and well built, though not of
the biggest.

Roger pointed to it, and said, "Now we are come home," and cried on his
wearied beast, who for his part seemed to see the end of his journey.
They splashed through a ford of the river and came to the gate of the
castle as day drew on apace; Roger blew a blast on a great horn that
hung on the gate, and Ralph looking round deemed he had never seen
fairer building than in the castle, what he could see of it, and yet it
was built from of old.  They waited no long while before they were
answered; but whereas Ralph looked to see armed gatewards peer from the
battlements or the shot window, and a porter espying them through a
lattice, it happened in no such way, but without more ado the wicket
was opened to them by a tall old woman, gaunt and grey, who greeted
them courteously: Roger lighted down and Ralph did in likewise, and
they led their horses through the gate into the court of the castle;
the old woman going before them till they came to the hall door, which
she opened to them, and taking the reins of their horses led them away
to the stable, while those twain entered the hall, which was as goodly
as might be.  Roger led Ralph up to a board on the dais, whereon there
was meat and drink enow, and Ralph made his way-leader sit down by him,
and they fell to.  There was no serving-man to wait on them nor a carle
of any kind did they see; the old woman only, coming back from the
horses, served them at table.  Ever as she went about she looked long
on Ralph, and seemed as if she would have spoken to him, but as often,
she glanced at Roger and forbore.

So when they were well nigh done with their meat Ralph spake to the
carline and said:  "Belike the lord or the lady of this house are abed
and we shall not see them till the morrow?"

Ere the carline could speak Roger broke in and said: "There is neither
lord nor lady in the castle as now, nor belike will there be to-morrow
morning, or rather, before noon on this day; so now ye were better to
let this dame lead thee to bed, and let the next hours take care of
themselves."

"So be it," said Ralph, who was by this time heartily wearied, "shall
we two lie in the same chamber?"

"Nay," said the carline shortly, "lodging for the master and lodging
for the man are two different things."

Roger laughed and said nought, and Ralph gave him good night, and
followed the carline nothing loth, who led him to a fair chamber over
the solar, as if he had been the very master of the castle, and he lay
down in a very goodly bed, nor troubled himself as to where Roger lay,
nor indeed of aught else, nor did he dream of Burg, or wood, or castle,
or man, or woman; but lay still like the image of his father's father
on the painted tomb in the choir of St. Laurence of Upmeads.



CHAPTER 18

Of Ralph in the Castle of Abundance


Broad lay the sun upon the plain amidst the wildwood when he awoke and
sprang out of bed and looked out of the window (for the chamber was in
the gable of the hall and there was nought of the castle beyond it). It
was but little after noon of a fair June day, for Ralph had slumbered
as it behoved a young man.  The light wind bore into the chamber the
sweet scents of the early summer, the chief of all of them being the
savour of the new-cut grass, for about the wide meadows the carles and
queens were awork at the beginning of hay harvest; and late as it was
in the day, more than one blackbird was singing from the bushes of the
castle pleasance.  Ralph sighed for very pleasure of life before he had
yet well remembered where he was or what had befallen of late; but as
he stood at the window and gazed over the meadows, and the memory of
all came back to him, he sighed once more for a lack of somewhat that
came into his heart, and he smiled shamefacedly, though there was no
one near, as his thought bade him wonder if amongst the haymaking women
yonder there were any as fair as those yellow-clad thrall-women of the
Burg; and as he turned from the window a new hope made his heart beat,
for he deemed that he had been brought to that house that he might meet
some one who should change his life and make him a new man.

So he did on his raiment and went his ways down to the hall, and looked
about for Roger, but found him not, nor any one else save the carline,
who presently came in from the buttery, and of whom he asked, where was
Roger.  Quoth she:  "He has been gone these six hours, but hath left a
word for thee, lord, to wit, that he beseeches thee to abide him here
for two days at the least, and thereafter thou art free to go if thou
wilt.  But as for me" (and therewith she smiled on him as sweetly as
her wrinkled old face might compass) "I say to thee, abide beyond those
two days if Roger cometh not, and as long as thou art here I will make
thee all the cheer I may.  And who knoweth but thou mayest meet worthy
adventures here.  Such have ere now befallen good knights in this house
or anigh it."

"I thank thee, mother," quoth Ralph, "and it is like that I may abide
here beyond the two days if the adventure befall me not ere then.  But
at least I will bide the eating of my dinner here to-day."

"Well is thee, fair lord," said the carline.  "If thou wilt but walk in
the meadow but a little half hour all shall be ready for thee.
Forsooth it had been dight before now, but that I waited thy coming
forth from thy chamber, for I would not wake thee.  And the saints be
praised for the long sweet sleep that hath painted thy goodly cheeks."
So saying she hurried off to the buttery, leaving Ralph laughing at her
outspoken flattering words.

Then he got him out of the hall and the castle, for no door was shut,
and there was no man to be seen within or about the house.  So he
walked to and fro the meadow and saw the neat-herds in the pasture, and
the hay-making folk beyond them, and the sound of their voices came to
him on the little airs that were breathing.  He thought he would talk
to some of these folk ere the world was much older, and also he noted
between the river and the wood many cots of the husbandmen trimly
builded and thatched, and amidst them a little church, white and
delicate of fashion; but as now his face was set toward the river
because of the hot day.  He came to a pool a little below where a
wooden foot-bridge crossed the water, and about the pool were willows
growing, which had not been shrouded these eight years, and the water
was clear as glass with a bottom of fine sand.  There then he bathed
him, and as he sported in the water he bethought him of the long smooth
reaches of Upmeads Water, and the swimming low down amidst the long
swinging weeds between the chuckle of the reed sparrows, when the sun
was new risen in the July morning.  When he stood on the grass again,
what with the bright weather and fair little land, what with the
freshness of the water, and his good rest, and the hope of adventure to
come, he felt as if he had never been merrier in his life-days. Withal
it was a weight off his heart that he had escaped from the turmoil of
the wars of the Burg of the Four Friths, and the men of the Dry Tree,
and the Wheat-wearers, with the thralldom and stripes and fire-raising,
and the hard life of strife and gain of the walled town and strong
place.

When he came back to the castle gate there was the carline in the
wicket peering out to right and left, seeking him to bring him in to
dinner.  And when she saw him so joyous, with his lips smiling and his
eyes dancing for mirth, she also became joyous, and said:  "Verily, it
is a pity of thee that there is never a fair damsel or so to look on
thee and love thee here to-day. Far would many a maiden run to kiss thy
mouth, fair lad.  But now come to thy meat, that thou mayest grow the
fairer and last the longer."

He laughed gaily and went into the hall with her, and now was it well
dight with bankers and dorsars of goodly figured cloth, and on the
walls a goodly halling of arras of the Story of Alexander.  So he sat
to table, and the meat and drink was of the best, and the carline
served him, praising him ever with fulsome words as he ate, till he
wished her away.

After dinner he rested awhile, and called to the carline and bade her
bring him his sword and his basnet.  "Wherefore?" said she.  "Whither
wilt thou?"

Said he, "I would walk abroad to drink the air."

"Wilt thou into the wildwood?" said she.

"Nay, mother," he said, "I will but walk about the meadow and look on
the hay-making folk."

"For that," said the carline, "thou needest neither sword nor helm.  I
was afeard that thou wert about departing, and thy departure would be a
grief to my heart:  in the deep wood thou mightest be so bestead as to
need a sword in thy fist; but what shouldst thou do with it in this
Plain of Abundance, where are nought but peaceful husbandmen and frank
and kind maidens? and all these are as if they had drunk a draught of
the WELL AT THE WORLD'S END."

Ralph started as she said the word, but held his peace awhile.  Then he
said:  "And who is lord of this fair land?" "There is no lord, but a
lady," said the carline.  "How hight she?" said Ralph.  "We call her
the Lady of Abundance," said the old woman.  Said Ralph:  "Is she a
good lady?" "She is my lady," said the carline, "and doeth good to me,
and there is not a carle in the land but speaketh well of her--it may
be over well."  "Is she fair to look on?" said Ralph.  "Of women-folk
there is none fairer," said the carline; "as to men, that is another
thing."

Ralph was silent awhile, then he said:  "What is the Well at the
World's End?"

"They talk of it here," said she, "many things too long to tell of now:
but there is a book in this house that telleth of it; I know it well by
the look of it though I may not read in it.  I will seek it for thee
to-morrow if thou wilt."

"Have thou thanks, dame," said he; "and I pray thee forget it not; but
now I will go forth."

"Yea," said the carline, "but abide a little."

Therewith she went into the buttery, and came back bearing with her a
garland of roses of the garden, intermingled with green leaves, and she
said:  "The sun is yet hot and over hot, do this on thine head to shade
thee from the burning.  I knew that thou wouldst go abroad to-day, so I
made this for thee in the morning; and when I was young I was called
the garland-maker. It is better summer wear than thy basnet."

He thanked her and did it on smiling, but somewhat ruefully; for he
said to himself:  "This is over old a dame that I should wear a
love-token from her."  But when it was on his head, the old dame
clapped her hands and cried:  "O there, there!  Now art thou like the
image of St. Michael in the Choir of Our Lady of the Thorn: there is
none so lovely as thou.  I would my Lady could see thee thus; surely
the sight of thee should gladden her heart.  And withal thou art not
ill clad otherwise."

Indeed his raiment was goodly, for his surcoat was new, and it was of
fine green cloth, and the coat-armour of Upmead was beaten on it, to
wit, on a gold ground an apple-tree fruited, standing by a river-side.

Now he laughed somewhat uneasily at her words, and so went forth from
the castle again, and made straight for the hay-making folk on the
other side of the water; for all this side was being fed by beasts and
sheep; but at the point where he crossed, the winding of the stream
brought it near to the castle gate.  So he came up with the country
folk and greeted them, and they did as much by him in courteous words:
they were goodly and well-shapen, both men and women, gay and joyous of
demeanour and well clad as for folk who work afield.  So Ralph went
from one to another and gave them a word or two, and was well pleased
to watch them at their work awhile; but yet he would fain speak
somewhat more with one or other of them.  At last under the shade of a
tall elm-tree he saw an old man sitting heeding the outer raiment of
the haymakers and their victual and bottles of drink; and he came up to
him and gave him the sele of the day; and the old man blessed him and
said: "Art thou dwelling in my lady's castle, fair lord?" "A while at
least," said Ralph.  Said the old man: "We thank thee for coming to see
us; and meseemeth from the look of thee thou art worthy to dwell in my
Lady's House."

"What sayest thou?" said Ralph.  "Is she a good lady and a gracious?"
"O yea, yea," said the carle.  Said Ralph:  "Thou meanest, I suppose,
that she is fair to look on, and soft-spoken when she is pleased?"

"I mean far more than that," said the carle; "surely is she most
heavenly fair, and her voice is like the music of heaven: but withal
her deeds, and the kindness of her to us poor men and husbandmen, are
no worse than should flow forth from that loveliness."

"Will you be her servants?" said Ralph, "or what are ye?"  Said the
carle: "We be yeomen and her vavassors; there is no thralldom in our
land." "Do ye live in good peace for the more part?" said Ralph.  Said
the carle:  "Time has been when cruel battles were fought in these
wood-lawns, and many poor people were destroyed therein: but that was
before the coming of the Lady of Abundance."

"And when was that?" said Ralph.  "I wot not," said the old carle; "I
was born in peace and suckled in peace; and in peace I fell to the
loving of maidens, and I wedded in peace, and begat children in peace,
and in peace they dwell about me, and in peace shall I depart."

"What then," said Ralph (and a grievous fear was born in his heart),
"is not the Lady of Abundance young?"  Said the carle: "I have seen her
when I was young and also since I have been old, and ever was she fair
and lovely, and slender handed, as straight as a spear, and as sweet as
white clover, and gentle-voiced and kind, and dear to our souls."

"Yea," said Ralph, "and she doth not dwell in this castle always; where
else then doth she dwell?"  "I wot not," said the carle, "but it should
be in heaven:  for when she cometh to us all our joys increase in us by
the half."

"Look you, father," said Ralph, "May it not have been more than one
Lady of Abundance that thou hast seen in thy life-days; and that this
one that now is, is the daughter's daughter of the one whom thou first
sawest--how sayest thou?"  The carle laughed:  "Nay, nay," said he,
"It is not so: never has there been another like to her in all ways, in
body and voice, and heart and soul.  It is as I say, she is the same as
she was always." "And when," said Ralph, with a beating heart, "does
she come hither?  Is it at some set season?"  "Nay, from time to time,
at all seasons," said the carle; "and as fair she is when she goeth
over the snow, as when her feet are set amidst the June daisies."

Now was Ralph so full of wonder that he scarce knew what to say; but he
bethought him of that fair waste on the other side of the forest, the
country through which that wide river flowed, so he said: "And that
land north-away beyond the wildwood, canst thou tell me the tale of its
wars, and if it were wasted in the same wars that tormented this land?"
The carle shook his head: "As to the land beyond this wood," quoth he,
"I know nought of it, for beyond the wood go we never:  nay, most often
we go but a little way into it, no further than we can see the glimmer
of the open daylight through its trees,--the daylight of the land of
Abundance--that is enough for us."

"Well," said Ralph, "I thank thee for the tale thou hast told me, and
wish thee more years of peace."

"And to thee, young man," said the carle, "I wish a good wish indeed,
to wit that thou mayest see the Lady of Abundance here before thou
departest."

His words once more made Ralph's heart beat and his cheek flush, and he
went back to the castle somewhat speedily; for he said to himself,
after the folly of lovers, "Maybe she will be come even now, and I not
there to meet her."  Yet when he came to the castle-gate his heart
misgave him, and he would not enter at once, but turned about to go
round the wall by the north and west.  In the castle he saw no soul
save the old dame looking out of the window and nodding to him, but in
the pasture all about were neatherds and shepherds, both men and women;
and at the north-west corner, whereas the river drew quite close to the
wall, he came upon two damsels of the field-folk fishing with an angle
in a quiet pool of the stream.  He greeted them, and they, who were
young and goodly, returned his greeting, but were shamefaced at his
gallant presence, as indeed was he at the thoughts of his heart mingled
with the sight of their fairness.  So he passed on at first without
more words than his greeting.  Yet presently he turned back again, for
he longed to hear some word more concerning the Lady whose coming he
abode.  They stood smiling and blushing as he came up to them again,
and heeded their angles little.

Said Ralph:  "Fair maidens, do ye know at all when the Lady of the
castle may be looked for?"  They were slow to answer, but at last one
said: "No, fair sir, such as we know nothing of the comings and goings
of great folk."

Said Ralph, smiling on her for kindness, and pleasure of her fairness:
"Is it not so that ye will be glad of her coming?"

But she answered never a word, only looked at him steadily, with her
great grey eyes fixed in wonderment, while the other one looked down as
if intent on her angling tools.

Ralph knew not how to ask another question, so he turned about with a
greeting word again, and this time went on steadily round about the
wall.

And now in his heart waxed the desire of that Lady, once seen, as he
deemed, in such strange wise; but he wondered within himself if the
devil had not sown that longing within him: whereas it might be that
this woman on whom he had set his heart was herself no real woman but a
devil, and one of the goddesses of the ancient world, and his heart was
sore and troubled by many doubts and hopes and fears; but he said to
himself that when he saw her then could he judge between the good and
the evil, and could do or forbear, and that the sight of her would cure
all.

Thus thinking he walked swiftly, and was soon round at the castle gate
again, and entered, and went into the hall, where was the old dame,
busied about some household matter.  Ralph nodded to her and hastened
away, lest she should fall to talk with him; and he set himself now to
go from chamber to chamber, that he might learn the castle, what it
was.  He came into the guard-chamber and found the walls thereof all
hung with armour and weapons, clean and in good order, though there was
never a man-at-arms there, nor any soul except the old woman.  He went
up a stair therefrom on to the battlements, and went into the towers of
the wall, and found weapons both for hand, and for cast and shot in
each one of them, and all ready as if for present battle; then he came
down into the court again and went into a very goodly ambulatory over
against the hall, and he entered a door therefrom, which was but on the
latch, and went up a little stair into a chamber, which was the
goodliest and the richest of all.  Its roof was all done with gold and
blue from over sea, and its pavement wrought delicately in Alexandrine
work.  On the dais was a throne of carven ivory, and above it a canopy
of baudekin of the goodliest fashion, and there was a foot-carpet
before it, wrought with beasts and the hunting of the deer.  As for the
walls of that chamber, they were hung with a marvellous halling of
arras, wherein was wrought the greenwood, and there amidst in one place
a pot-herb garden, and a green garth with goats therein, and in that
garth a little thatched house.  And amidst all this greenery were
figured over and over again two women, whereof one old and the other
young; and the old one was clad in grand attire, with gold chains and
brooches and rings, and sat with her hands before her by the house
door, or stood looking on as the young one worked, spinning or digging
in the garth, or milking the goats outside of it, or what not; and this
one was clad in sorry and scanty raiment.

What all this might mean Ralph knew not; but when he had looked long at
the greenery and its images, he said to himself that if he who wrought
that cloth had not done the young woman after the likeness of the Lady
whom he had helped in the wildwood, then it must have been done from
her twin sister.

Long he abode in that chamber looking at the arras, and wondering
whether the sitter in the ivory throne would be any other than the
thrall in the greenwood cot.  He abode there so long that the dusk
began to gather in the house, and he could see the images no more; for
he was filled with the sweetness of desire when he looked on them.

Then he went back slowly to the hall, and found the carline, who had
lighted the waxlights and made meat ready for him; and when she saw him
she cried out joyously:  "Ah, I knew that thou wouldst come back.  Art
thou well content with our little land?"

"I like it well, dame," said he; "but tell me, if thou canst, what is
the meaning of the halling in the chamber with the ivory throne?"

Said the carline:  "Thereof shall another tell thee, who can tell of it
better than I; but it is nought to hide that yonder chamber is the
chamber of estate of our Lady, and she sitteth there to hear the cases
of folk and to give dooms."

The old woman crossed herself as she spoke, and Ralph wondered thereat,
but asked no more questions, for he was scarce sorry that the carline
would not tell him thereof, lest she should spoil the tale.

So passed the evening, and he went to bed and slept as a young man
should, and the next day he was up betimes and went abroad and mingled
with the carles and queens afield; but this time he spake not of the
Lady, and heard nought to heed from any of that folk.  So he went back
to the castle and gat him a bow and arrows, and entered the thicket of
the wood nigh where he and Roger first came out of it.  He had prayed a
young man of the folk to go with him, but he was not over willing to
go, though he would not say wherefore.  So Ralph went himself by
himself and wandered some way into the wood, and saw nought worse than
himself.  As he came back, making a circuit toward the open meadows, he
happened on a herd of deer in a lonely place, half wood half meadow,
and there he slew a hart with one shaft, for he was a deft bowman.
Then he went and fetched a leash of carles, who went with him somewhat
less than half willingly, and between them they broke up the hart and
carried him home to the castle, where the carline met them.  She smiled
on Ralph and praised the venison, and said withal that the hunting was
well done; "For, as fond and as fair as thou mayst be, it is not good
that young men should have their minds set on one thing only."
Therewith she led him in to his meat, and set him down and served him;
and all the while of his dinner he was longing to ask her if she deemed
that the Lady would come that day, since it was the last day of those
which Roger had bidden him wait; but the words would not out of his
mouth.

She looked at him and smiled, as though she had a guess of his thought,
and at last she said to him:  "Thy tongue is tied to-day. Hast thou,
after all, seen something strange in the wood?"  He shook his head for
naysay.  Said she:  "Why, then, dost thou not ask more concerning the
Well at the World's End?"

He laughed, and said:  "Maybe because I think that thou canst not tell
me thereof."  "Well," she said, "if I cannot, yet the book may, and
this evening, when the sun is down, thou shalt have it."

"I thank thee, mother," said he; "but this is now the last day that
Roger bade me wait.  Dost thou think that he will come back to-night?"
and he reddened therewith.  "Nay," she said, "I know not, and thou
carest not whether he will come or not.  Yet I know that thou wilt
abide here till some one else come, whether that be early or late."
Again he reddened, and said, in a coaxing way:  "And wilt thou give me
guesting, mother, for a few more summer days?"

"Yea," she said, "and till summer is over, if need be, and the corn is
cut and carried, and till the winter is come and the latter end of
winter is gone."  He smiled faintly, though his heart fell, and he
said: "Nay, mother, and can it by any chance be so long a-coming?"

"O, fair boy," she said, "thou wilt make it long, howsoever short it
be.  And now I will give thee a rede, lest thou vex thyself sick and
fret thy very heart.  To-morrow go see if thou canst meet thy fate
instead of abiding it.  Do on thy war-gear and take thy sword and try
the adventure of the wildwood; but go not over deep into it."  Said he:
"But how if the Lady come while I am away from this house?"

"Sooth to say," said the carline, "I deem not that she will, for the
way is long betwixt us and her."

"Dost thou mean," said Ralph, standing up from the board, "that she
will not come ever?  I adjure thee not to beguile me with soft words,
but tell me the very sooth." "There, there!" said she, "sit down,
king's son; eat thy meat and drink thy wine; for to-morrow is a new
day.  She will come soon or late, if she be yet in the world.  And now
I will say no more to thee concerning this matter."

Therewith she went her ways from the hall, and when she came back with
hand-basin and towel, she said no word to him, but only smiled kindly.
He went out presently into the meadow (for it was yet but early
afternoon) and came among the haymaking folk and spake with them,
hoping that perchance some of them might speak again of the Lady of
Abundance; but none of them did so, though the old carle he had spoken
with was there, and there also were the two maidens whom he had seen
fishing; and as for him, he was over faint-hearted to ask them any more
questions concerning her.

Yet he abode with them long, and ate and drank amidst the hay with them
till the moon shone brightly.  Then he went back to the castle and
found the carline in the hall, and she had the book with her and gave
it to him, and he sat down in the shot-window under the waxlights and
fell to reading of it.



CHAPTER 19

Ralph Readeth in a Book Concerning the Well at the World's End


Fairly written was that book, with many pictures therein, the meaning
of which Ralph knew not; but amongst them was the image of the fair
woman whom he had holpen at the want-ways of the wood, and but four
days ago was that, yet it seemed long and long to him.  The book told
not much about the Well at the World's End, but much it told of a
certain woman whom no man that saw her could forbear to love:  of her
it told that erewhile she dwelt lonely in the wildwood (though how she
came there was not said) and how a king's son found her there and
brought her to his father's kingdom and wedded her, whether others were
lief or loth: and in a little while, when the fame of her had spread,
he was put out of his kingdom and his father's house for the love of
her, because other kings and lords hankered after her; whereof befel
long and grievous war which she abode not to the end, but sought to her
old place in the wildwood; and how she found there another woman a
sorceress, who made her her thrall; and tormented her grievously with
toil and stripes.  And how again there came a knight to that place who
was seeking the Well at the World's End, and bore her away with him;
and how the said knight was slain on the way, and she was taken by
tyrants and robbers of the folk: but these being entangled in her love
fought amongst themselves and she escaped, and went seeking that Well,
and found it at the long last, and drank thereof, and throve ever
after: and how she liveth yet, and is become the servant of the Well to
entangle the seekers in her love and keep them from drinking thereof;
because there was no man that beheld her, but anon he was the thrall of
her love, and might not pluck his heart away from her to do any of the
deeds whereby men thrive and win the praise of the people.

Ralph read on and on till the short night waned, and the wax-lights
failed one after the other, and the windows of the hall grew grey and
daylight came, and the throstles burst out a-singing at once in the
castle pleasaunce, and the sun came up over the wood, and the sound of
men-folk bestirring themselves a-field came to his ears through the
open windows; and at last he was done with the tale, and the carline
came not near him though the sun had clomb high up the heavens.  As for
Ralph, what he had read was sweet poison to him; for if before he was
somewhat tormented by love, now was his heart sick and sore with it.
Though he knew not for certain whether this tale had to do with the
Lady of the Forest, and though he knew not if the Lady who should come
to the castle were even she, yet he needs must deem that so it was, and
his heart was weary with love, and his manhood seemed changed.



CHAPTER 20

Ralph Meeteth a Man in the Wood


But the morning began to wear as he sat deep in these thoughts and
still the Carline came not to him; and he thought: "She leaveth me
alone that I may do her bidding: so will I without tarrying."  And he
arose and did on his hauberk and basnet, and girt his sword to his
side, and went forth, a-foot as before.  He crossed the river by a wide
ford and stepping stones somewhat below the pool wherein he had bathed
on that first day; and already by then he had got so far, what with the
fresh air of the beauteous morning, what with the cheerful tinkling of
his sword and hauberk, he was somewhat amended of his trouble and
heaviness of spirit.  A little way across the river, but nigher to the
wood, was a house or cot of that country-folk, and an old woman sat
spinning in the door.  So Ralph went up thither, and greeted her, and
craved of her a draught of milk; so the goody turned about and cried
out to one within, and there came forth one of the maidens whom Ralph
had met fishing that other day, and the old woman bade her bring forth
milk and bread.  Then the carline looked hard at Ralph, and said:  "Ah!
I have heard tell of thee:  thou art abiding the turn of the days up at
the castle yonder, as others have done before thee.  Well, well, belike
thou shalt have thy wish, though whether it shall be to thy profit, who
shall say?"

Thereat Ralph's heart fell again, and he said:  "Sayest thou, mother,
that there have been others abiding like me in the tower?  I know not
what thy words mean."

The carline laughed.  "Well," said she, "here comes thy morning's bait
borne by shapely hands enough; eat and drink first; and then will I
tell thee my meaning."

Therewith came the maiden forth with the bowl and the loaf; and indeed
she was fair enough, and shy and kind; but Ralph heeded her little, nor
was his heart moved by her at all.  She set a stool for him beside the
door and he sat down and ate and drank, though his heart was troubled;
and the maiden hung about, and seemed to find it no easy matter to keep
her eyes off him.

Presently the carline, who had been watching the two, said: "Thou
askest of the meaning of my words; well, deemest thou that I have had
more men than one to love me?"  "I know not, mother," said Ralph, who
could scarce hold himself patient.  "There now!" quoth the carline,
"look at my damsel! (she is not my daughter, but my brother's,) there
is a man, and a brisk lad too, whom she calleth her batchelor, and is
as I verily deem well-pleased with him: yet lo you how she eyeth thee,
thou fair man, and doth so with her raiment that thou mayst best see
how shapely she is of limb and foot, and toyeth her right hand with her
left wrist, and the like.--Well, as for me, I have had more lovers than
one or two.  And why have I had just so many and no more?  Nay, thou
needest not make any long answer to me.  I am old now, and even before
I was old I was not young: I am now foul of favour, and even before I
became foul, I was not so fair--well then?"

"Yea, what then?" said Ralph.  "This then, fair young fool," said she:
"the one whom thou lovest, long hath she lived, but she is not old to
look on, nor foul; but fair--O how fair!"

Then Ralph forgot his fear, and his heart grew greedy and his eyes
glistened, and he said, yet he spoke faintly: "Yea, is she fair?"
"What! hast thou not seen her?" said the carline.  Ralph called to mind
the guise in which he had seen her and flushed bright red, as he
answered:  "Yea, I deem that I have: surely it was she."  The carline
laughed:  "Well," said she; "however thou hast seen her, thou hast
scarce seen her as I have." Said Ralph, "How was that?"  Said she:  "It
is her way here in the summer-tide to bathe her in yonder pool up the
water:" (and it was the same pool wherein Ralph had bathed) "And she
hath me and my niece and two other women to hold up the silken cloth
betwixt her body and the world; so that I have seen her as God made
her; and I shall tell thee that when he was about that work he was
minded to be a craftsmaster; for there is no blemish about her that she
should hide her at all or anywhere.  Her sides are sleek, and her
thighs no rougher than her face, and her feet as dainty as her hands:
yea, she is a pearl all over, withal she is as strong as a knight, and
I warrant her hardier of heart than most knights.  A happy man shalt
thou be; for surely I deem thou hast not come hither to abide her
without some token or warrant of her."

Ralph held down his head, and he could not meet the old woman's eyes as
she spake thus; and the maiden took herself out of earshot at the first
words of the carline hereof, and was halfway down to the river by now.

Ralph spake after a while and said:  "Tell me, is she good, and a good
woman?"  The dame laughed scornfully and said: "Surely, surely; she is
the saint of the Forest Land, and the guardian of all poor folk.  Ask
the carles else!"

Ralph held his peace, and rose to be gone and turning saw the damsel
wading the shallow ford, and looking over her shoulder at him.  He gave
the dame good day, and departed light-foot but heavy hearted.  Yet as
he went, he kept saying to himself:  "Did she not send that Roger to
turn my ways hither? yet she cometh not.  Surely she hath changed in
these last days, or it may be in these last hours: yea, or this very
hour."

Amidst such thoughts he came into the wood, and made his way by the
paths and open places, going south and east of the House: whereas the
last day he had gone west and north.  He went a soft pace, but wandered
on without any stay till it was noon, and he had seen nought but the
wild things of the wood, nor many of them.  But at last he heard the
tinkle of a little bell coming towards him: so he stood still and got
the hilt of his sword ready to his hand; and the tinkle drew nearer,
and he heard withal the trample of some riding-beast; so he went toward
the sound, and presently in a clearer place of the wood came upon a man
of religion, a clerk, riding on a hackney, to whose neck hung a
horse-bell: the priest had saddle bags beside him and carried in his
right hand a book in a bag.  When he met Ralph he blessed him, and
Ralph gave him the sele of the day, and asked him whither he would.
Said the Priest:  "I am for the Little Plain and the Land of Abundance;
whence art thou, my son, and whither wilt thou?" "From that very land I
come," said Ralph, "and as to whither, I seek adventures; but unless I
see more than I have this forenoon, or thou canst tell me of them, back
will I whence I came: yet to say sooth, I shall not be sorry for a
fellow to help me back, for these woodland ways are some-what blind."

Said the Priest:  "I will bear thee company with a good will; and I
know the road right well; for I am the Vicar appointed by the fathers
of the Thorn to serve the church of the Little Plain, and the chapel of
St. Anthony yonder in the wood, and to-day I go to the church of the
good folk there."

So Ralph turned, and went along with him, walking by his bridle-rein.
And as they went the priest said to him:  "Art thou one of my lady's
lords?" Ralph reddened as he sighed, and said:  "I am no captain of
hers." Then smiled the priest and said:  "Then will I not ask thee of
thine errand; for belike thou wouldest not tell me thereof."

Ralph said nought, but waxed shamefaced as he deemed that the priest
eyed him curiously.  At last he said:  "I will ask thee a question in
turn, father."  "Yea," said the priest.  Said Ralph:  "This lady of the
land, the Lady of Abundance, is she a very woman?"  "Holy Saints!"
quoth the priest, blessing himself, "what meanest thou?"  Said Ralph:
"I mean, is she of those who outwardly have a woman's semblance, but
within are of the race of the ancient devils, the gods of the Gentiles?"

Then the priest crossed himself again, and spake as solemnly as a judge
on the bench:  "Son, I pray that if thou art not in thy right mind,
thou will come thereinto anon.  Know this, that whatever else she may
be, she is a right holy woman.  Or hast thou perchance heard any evil
tales concerning her?"

Now Ralph was confused at his word, and knew not what to say; for
though in his mind he had been piecing together all that he had heard
of the lady both for good and for evil, he had no clear tale to tell
even to himself: so he answered nothing.

But the priest went on:  "Son, I shall tell thee that such tales I have
heard, but from whose mouth forsooth?  I will tell thee; from a sort of
idle jades, young women who would be thought fairer than they be, who
are afraid of everything save a naked man, and who can lie easier than
they can say their paternoster: from such as these come the stories; or
from old crones who live in sour anger with themselves and all else,
because they have lived no goodly life in their youth, and have not
learned the loveliness of holy church.  Now, son, shall the tales of
such women, old and young, weigh in thy mind beside the word I tell
thee of what I have seen and know concerning this most excellent of
ladies?  I trow not.  And for my part I tell thee, that though she is
verily as fair as Venus (God save us) yet is she as chaste as Agnes, as
wise as Katherine, and as humble and meek as Dorothy.  She bestoweth
her goods plentifully to the church, and is merciful to poor men
therewith; and so far as occasion may serve her she is constant at the
Holy Office; neither doth she spare to confess her sins, and to do all
penance which is bidden her, yea and more.  For though I cannot say to
my knowledge that she weareth a hair; yet once and again have I seen
her wending this woodland toward the chapel of her friend St. Anthony
by night and cloud, so that few might see her, obedient to the
Scripture which sayeth, 'Let not thy right hand know what thy left hand
doeth,' and she barefoot in her smock amidst the rugged wood, and so
arrayed fairer than any queen in a golden gown.  Yea, as fair as the
woodwives of the ancient heathen."


Therewith the priest stayed his words, and seemed as if he were fallen
into a dream; and he sighed heavily.  But Ralph walked on by his
bridle-rein dreamy no less; for the words that he had heard he heeded
not, save as they made pictures for him of the ways of that woman of
the forest.

So they went on soberly till the priest lifted up his head and looked
about like one come out of slumber, and said in a firm voice: "I tell
thee, my son, that thou mayest set thy love upon her without sin."  And
therewith suddenly he fell a-weeping; and Ralph was ill at ease of his
weeping, and went along by him saying nought; till the priest plucked
up heart again, and said, turning to Ralph, but not meeting his eye:
"My son, I weep because men and women are so evil, and mis-say each
other so sorely, even as they do by this holy woman." As he spake his
tears brake out again, and Ralph strode on fast, so as to outgo him,
thinking it unmannerly to seem as if he noted not his sorrow; yet
withal unable to say aught to him thereof.  Moreover it irked him to
hear a grown man weeping for grief, even though it were but a priest.

Within a while the priest caught up with him, his tears all staunched,
and fell to talk with him cheerfully concerning the wood, and the
Little Land and the dwellers therein and the conditions of them, and he
praised them much, save the women.  Ralph answered him with good cheer
in likewise; and thus they came to the cot of the old woman, and both
she and the maiden were without the house, the old carline hithering
and thithering on some errand, the maiden leaning against a tree as if
pondering some matter.  As they passed by, the priest blessed them in
words, but his eyes scowled on them, whereat the carline grinned, but
the damsel heeded him not, but looked wistfully on Ralph.  The priest
muttered somewhat as he passed, which Ralph caught not the meaning of,
and fell moody again; and when he was a little past the ford he drew
rein and said: "Now, son, I must to my cell hard by the church yonder:
but yet I will say one word to thee ere we sunder; to wit, that to my
mind the Holy Lady will love no one but the saints of heaven, save it
be some man with whom all women are in love."

Therewith he turned away suddenly, and rode smartly towards his church;
and Ralph deemed that he was weeping once more.  As for Ralph, he went
quietly home toward the castle, for the sun was setting now, and as he
went he pondered all these things in his heart.



CHAPTER 21

Ralph Weareth Away Three Days Uneasily


He read again in the book that night, till he had gotten the whole tale
into his head, and he specially noted this of it, that it told not
whence that Lady came, nor what she was, nor aught else save that there
she was in the wood by herself, and was found therein by the king's
son: neither told the tale in what year of the world she was found
there, though it told concerning all the war and miseries which she had
bred, and which long endured.  Again, he could not gather from that
book why she had gone back to the lone place in the woods, whereas she
might have wedded one of those warring barons who sorely desired her:
nor why she had yielded herself to the witch of that place and endured
with patience her thralldom, with stripes and torments of her body,
like the worst of the thralls of the ancient heathen men.  Lastly, he
might not learn from the book where in the world was that lone place,
or aught of the road to the Well at the World's End.  But amidst all
his thinking his heart came back to this: "When I meet her, she will
tell me of it all; I need be no wiser than to learn how to meet her and
to make her love me; then shall she show me the way to the Well at the
World's End, and I shall drink thereof and never grow old, even as she
endureth in youth, and she shall love me for ever, and I her for ever."

So he thought; but yet amidst these happy thoughts came in this evil
one, that whereas all the men-folk spoke well of her and worshipped
her, the women-folk feared her or hated her; even to the lecherous old
woman who had praised the beauty of her body for his torment.  So he
thought till his head grew heavy, and he went and lay down in his bed
and slept, and dreamed of the days of Upmead; and things forgotten in
his waking time came between him and any memories of his present
longing and the days thereof.

He awoke and arose betimes in the morning, and when he had breakfasted
he bade the carline bring him his weapons.  "Wilt thou again to the
wood?" said she.  "Didst thou not bid me fare thither yesterday?" said
he.  "Yea," she said; "but to-day I fear lest thou depart and come not
back."  He laughed and said: "Seest thou not, mother, that I go afoot,
and I in hauberk and helm?  I cannot run far or fast from thee.  Also"
(and here he broke off his speech a little) "where should I be but
here?"

"Ah," she said, "but who knows what may happen?"  Nevertheless she went
and fetched his war-gear and looked at him fondly as he did it on, and
went his ways from the hall.

Now he entered the wood more to the south than he had done yesterday,
and went softly as before, and still was he turning over in his mind
the thoughts of last night, and ever they came back.  "Might I but see
her!  Would she but love me!  O for a draught of the Well at the
World's End, that the love might last long and long!"

So he went on a while betwixt the trees and the thickets, till it was a
little past noon.  But all on a sudden a panic fear took him, lest she
should indeed come to the castle while he was away, and not finding
him, depart again, who knows whither; and when this thought came upon
him, he cried aloud, and hastened at his swiftest back again to the
castle, and came there breathless and wearied, and ran to the old
woman, and cried out to her; "Is she come? is she come?"

The carline laughed and said, "Nay, she is not, but thou art come:
praise be to the saints!  But what aileth thee?  Nay, fear not, she
shall come at last."

Then grew Ralph shamefaced and turned away from her, and miscalled
himself for a fool and a dastard that could not abide the pleasure of
his lady at the very place whereto she had let lead him.  So he wore
through the remnant of the day howso he might, without going out-adoors
again; and the carline came and spake with him; but whatever he asked
her about the lady, she would not tell aught of any import, so he
refrained him from that talk, and made a show of hearkening when she
spake of other matters; as tales concerning the folk of the land, and
the Fathers of the Thorn, and so forth.

On the next morning he arose and said to himself, that whatever betid,
he would bide in the castle and the Plain of Abundance till the lady
came; and he went amongst the haymaking folk in the morning and ate his
dinner with them, and strove to be of good cheer, and belike the carles
and queens thought him merry company; but he was now wearying his heart
with longing, and might not abide any great while in one place; so
when, dinner over, they turned to their work again, he went back to the
Castle, and read in that book, and looked at the pictures thereof, and
kept turning his wonder and hope and fear over and over again in his
mind, and making to himself stories of how he should meet the Lady and
what she would say to him, and how he should answer her, till at last
the night came, and he went to his bed, and slept for the very
weariness of his longing.

When the new day came he arose and went into the hall, and found the
carline there, who said to him, "Fair sir, will thou to the wood again
to-day?" "Nay," said Ralph, "I must not, I dare not." "Well," she said,
"thou mayest if thou wilt; why shouldst thou not go?" Said Ralph,
reddening and stammering:  "Because I fear to; thrice have I been away
long from the castle and all has gone well; but the fourth time she
will come and find me gone."

The carline laughed:  "Well," she said, "I shall be here if thou goest;
for I promise thee not to stir out of the house whiles thou art away."
Said Ralph:  "Nay, I will abide here."  "Yea," she said, "I see: thou
trustest me not.  Well, no matter; and to-day it will be handy if thou
abidest.  For I have an errand to my brother in the flesh, who is one
of the brethren of the Thorn over yonder.  If thou wilt give me leave,
it will be to my pleasure and gain."

Ralph was glad when he heard this, deeming that if she left him alone
there, he would be the less tempted to stray into the wood again.
Besides, he deemed that the Lady might come that day when he was alone
in the Castle, and that himseemed would make the meeting sweeter yet.
So he yea-said the carline's asking joyously, and in an hour's time she
went her ways and left him alone there.

Ralph said to himself, when he saw her depart, that he would have the
more joy in the castle of his Lady if he were alone, and would wear
away the day in better patience therefor.  But in sooth the hours of
that day were worse to wear than any day there had yet been.  He went
not without the house at all that day, for he deemed that the folk
abroad would note of him that he was so changed and restless.

Whiles he read in that book, or turned the leaves over, not reading it;
whiles he went into the Chamber of Estate, and pored over the woven
pictures there wherein the Lady was figured.  Whiles he wandered from
chamber to chamber, not knowing what to do.

At last, a little after dark, back comes the carline again, and he met
her at the door of the hall, for he was weary of his own company, and
the ceaseless turning over and over of the same thoughts.

As for her, she was so joyous of him that she fairly threw her arms
about him and kissed and clipped him, as though she had been his very
mother.  Whereof he had some shame, but not much, for he deemed that
her goodwill to him was abundant, which indeed it was.

Now she looks on him and says:  "Truly it does my heart good to see
thee: but thou poor boy, thou art wearing thyself with thy longing, and
thy doubting, and if thou wilt do after my rede, thou wilt certainly go
into the wood to-morrow and see what may befall; and indeed and in
sooth thou wilt leave behind thee a trusty friend."

He looked on her kindly, and smiled, and said, "In sooth, mother, I
deem thou art but right; though it be hard for me to leave this house,
to which in a way my Lady hath bidden me.  Yet I will do thy bidding
herein."  She thanked him, and he went to his bed and slept; for now
that he had made up his mind to go, he was somewhat more at rest.



CHAPTER 22

An Adventure in the Wood


Ralph arrayed himself for departure next morning without more words;
and when he was ready the carline said to him:  "When thou wentest
forth before, I was troubled at thy going and feared for thy returning:
but now I fear not; for I know that thou wilt return; though it may be
leading a fair woman by the hand.  So go, and all luck go with thee."
Ralph smiled at her words and went his ways, and came into the wood
that lay due south from the Castle, and he went on and on and had no
thought of turning back.  He rested twice and still went on, till the
fashion of the thickets and the woods changed about him; and at last
when the sun was getting low, he saw light gleaming through a great
wood of pines, which had long been dark before him against the tall
boles, and soon he came to the very edge of the wood, and going
heedfully, saw between the great stems of the outermost trees, a green
strand, and beyond it a long smooth water, a little lake between green
banks on either side.  He came out of the pinewood on to the grass; but
there were thornbushes a few about, so that moving warily from one to
the other, he might perchance see without being seen.  Warily he went
forsooth, going along the green strand to the east and the head of that
water, and saw how the bank sloped up gently from its ending toward the
pine-wood, in front of whose close-set trees stood three great-boled
tall oak-trees on a smooth piece of green sward.  And now he saw that
there were folk come before him on this green place, and keen-sighted
as he was, could make out that three men were on the hither side of the
oak-trees, and on the further side of them was a white horse.
Thitherward then he made, stealing from bush to bush, since he deemed
that he needed not be seen of men who might be foes, for at the first
sight he had noted the gleam of weapons there.  And now he had gone no
long way before he saw the westering sun shine brightly from a naked
sword, and then another sprang up to meet it, and he heard faintly the
clash of steel, and saw withal that the third of the folk had long and
light raiment and was a woman belike.  Then he bettered his pace, and
in a minute or two came so near that he could see the men clearly, that
they were clad in knightly war-gear, and were laying on great strokes
so that the still place rang with the clatter.  As for the woman, he
could see but little of her, because of the fighting men before her;
and the shadow of the oak boughs fell on her withal.

Now as he went, hidden by the bushes, they hid the men also from him,
and when he was come to the last bush, some fifty paces from them, and
peered out from it, in that very nick of time the two knights were
breathing them somewhat, and Ralph saw that one of them, the furthest
from him, was a very big man with a blue surcoat whereon was beaten a
great golden sun, and the other, whose back was towards Ralph, was clad
in black over his armour.  Even as he looked and doubted whether to
show himself or not, he of the sun raised his sword aloft, and giving
forth a great roar as of wrath and grief mingled together, rushed on
his foe and smote so fiercely that he fell to the earth before him, and
the big man fell upon him as he fell, and let knee and sword-pommel and
fist follow the stroke, and there they wallowed on the earth together.

Straightway Ralph came forth from the bushes with his drawn sword in
his hand, and even therewith what with the two knights being both low
upon the earth, what with the woman herself coming from out the shadow
of the oak boughs, and turning her toward Ralph, he saw her clearly,
and stood staring and amazed--for lo! it was the Lady whom he had
delivered at the want-ways. His heart well nigh stood still with joy,
yet was he shamefaced also: for though now she was no longer clad in
that scanty raiment, yet did he seem to see her body through that which
covered it.  But now her attire was but simple; a green gown, thin and
short, and thereover a cote-hardy of black cloth with orphreys of gold
and colours:  but on her neck was a collar that seemed to him like to
that which Dame Katherine had given him; and the long tresses of her
hair, which he had erst seen floating loose about her, were wound as a
garland around her head.  She looked with a flushed and joyous face on
Ralph, and seemed as if she heeded nought the battle of the knights,
but saw him only: but he feared her, and his love for her and stood
still, and durst not move forward to go to her.

Thus they abode for about the space of one minute:  and meanwhile the
big man rose up on one knee and steadied him with his sword for a
moment of time, and the blade was bloody from the point half way up to
the hilt; but the black knight lay still and made no sign of life.
Then the Knight of the Sun rose up slowly and stood on his feet and
faced the Lady and seemed not to see Ralph, for his back was towards
him.  He came slowly toward the Lady, scowling, and his face white as
chalk; then he spake to her coldly and sternly, stretching out his
bloody sword before her.

"I have done thy bidding, and slain my very earthly friend of friends
for thy sake.  Wherewith wilt thou reward me?"

Then once more Ralph heard the voice, which he remembered so sweet
amidst peril and battle aforetime, as she said as coldly as the Knight:
"I bade thee not:  thine own heart bade thee to strive with him because
thou deemedst that he loved me.  Be content! thou hast slain him who
stood in thy way, as thou deemedst.  Thinkest thou that I rejoice at
his slaying?  O no!  I grieve at it, for all that I had such good cause
to hate him."

He said:  "My own heart! my own heart!  Half of my heart biddeth me
slay thee, who hast made me slay him.  What wilt thou give me?" She
knit her brow and spake angrily:  "Leave to depart," she said.  Then
after a while, and in a kinder voice:  "And thus much of my love, that
I pray thee not to sorrow for me, but to have a good heart, and live as
a true knight should."  He frowned: "Wilt thou not go with me?" said
he.  "Not uncompelled," she said: "if thou biddest me go with threats
of hewing and mangling the body which thou sayest thou lovest, needs
must I go then.  Yet scarce wilt thou do this."

"I have a mind to try it," said he; "If I set thee on thine horse and
bound thine hands for thee, and linked thy feet together under the
beast's belly; belike thou wouldest come.  Shall I have slain my
brother-in-arms for nought?"

"Thou hast the mind," said she, "hast thou the might?" "So I deem,"
said he, smiling grimly.

She looked at him proudly and said:  "Yea, but I misdoubt me thereof."
He still had his back to Ralph and was staring at the lady; she turned
her head a little and made a sign to Ralph, just as the Knight of the
Sun said: "Thou misdoubtest thee?  Who shall help thee in the desert?"

"Look over thy left shoulder," she said.  He turned, and saw Ralph
drawing near, sword in hand, smiling, but somewhat pale.  He drew aback
from the Lady and, spinning round on his heel, faced Ralph, and cried
out:  "Hah!  Hast thou raised up a devil against me, thou sorceress, to
take from me my grief and my lust, and my life?  Fair will the game be
to fight with thy devil as I have fought with my friend!  Yet now I
know not whether I shall slay him or thee."

She spake not, but stood quietly looking on him, not unkindly, while a
wind came up from the water and played with a few light locks of hair
that hung down from that ruddy crown, and blew her raiment from her
feet and wrapped it close round her limbs; and Ralph beheld her, and
close as was the very death to him (for huge and most warrior-like was
his foeman) yet longing for her melted the heart within him, and he
felt the sweetness of life in his inmost soul as he had never felt it
before.

Suddenly the Knight of the Sun turned about to the Lady again, and fell
down on his knees before her, and clasped his hands as one praying, and
said:  "Now pardon me all my words, I pray thee; and let this young man
depart unhurt, whether thou madest him, or hast but led him away from
country and friends and all.  Then do thou come with me, and make some
semblance of loving me, and suffer me to love thee.  And then shall all
be well, for in a few days we will go back to thy people, and there
will I be their lord or thy servant, or my brother's man, or what thou
wilt.  O wilt thou not let the summer days be sweet?"

But she spake, holding up her head proudly and speaking in a clear
ringing voice:  "I have said it, that uncompelled I will not go with
thee at all."  And therewithal she turned her face toward Ralph, as she
might do on any chance-met courteous man, and he saw her smiling, but
she said nought to him, and gave no token of knowing him.  Then the
Knight of the Sun sprang to his feet, and shook his sword above his
head and ran furiously on Ralph, who leapt nimbly on one side (else had
he been slain at once) and fetched a blow at the Sun-Knight, and smote
him, and brake the mails on his left shoulder, so that the blood
sprang, and fell on fiercely enough, smiting to right and left as the
other gave back at his first onset.  But all was for nought, for the
Knight of the Sun, after his giving aback under that first stroke drew
himself up stark and stiff, and pressing on through all Ralph's
strokes, though they rent his mail here and there, ran within his
sword, and smote him furiously with the sword-pommel on the side of the
head, so that the young man of Upmeads could not stand up under the
weight of the blow, but fell to the earth swooning, and the Knight of
the Sun knelt on him, and drew out an anlace, short, thick and sharp,
and cried out:  "Now, Devil, let see whether thou wilt bleed black."
Therewith he raised up his hand:  but the weapon was stayed or ever it
fell, for the Lady had glided up to them when she saw that Ralph was
overcome, and now she stretched out her arm and caught hold of the
Knight's hand and the anlace withal, and he groaned and cried out:
"What now! thou art strong-armed as well as white-armed;" (for she had
rent the sleeve back from her right arm) and he laughed in the
extremity of his wrath.  But she was pale and her lips quivered as she
said softly and sweetly: "Wilt thou verily slay this young man?"

"And why not?" said he, "since I have just slain the best friend that I
ever had, though he was nought willing to fight with me, and only for
this, that I saw thee toying with him; though forsooth thou hast said
truly that thou hadst more reason to hate him than love him.  Well,
since thou wilt not have this youngling slain, I may deem at least that
he is no devil of thy making, else wouldst thou be glad of his slaying,
so that he might be out of the path of thee; so a man he is, and a
well-favoured one, and young; and valiant, as it seemeth: so I suppose
that he is thy lover, or will be one day--well then--"

And he lifted his hand again, but again she stayed him, and said: "Look
thou, I will buy him of thee: and, indeed, I owe him a life." "How is
that?" said he.  "Why wouldst thou know?" she said; "thou who, if thou
hadst me in thine hands again, wouldst keep me away from all men.  Yea,
I know what thou wouldst say, thou wouldst keep me from sinning again."
And she smiled, but bitterly.  "Well, the tale is no long one: five
days ago I was taken by them of the Burg:  and thou wottest what they
would do with me; yea, even if they deemed me less than they do deem
me: well, as two of their men-at-arms were leading me along by a
halter, as a calf is led to the butcher, we fell in with this goodly
lad, who slew them both in manly fashion, and I escaped for that time:
though, forsooth, I must needs put my neck in the noose again in
delivering four of our people, who would else have been tormented to
death by the Burgers."

"Well," said the knight, "perchance thou hast more mercy than I looked
for of thee; though I misdoubt thee that thou mayst yet pray me or some
other to slay him for thee.  Thou art merciful, my Queen, though not to
me, and a churl were I if I were less merciful than thou.  Therefore
will I give his life to him, yet not to thee will I give him if I may
help it--Lo you, Sweet! he is just opening his eyes."

Therewith he rose up from Ralph, who raised himself a little, and sat
up dazed and feeble.  The Knight of the Sun stood up over him beside
the lady with his hands clasped on his sword-hilt, and said to Ralph:
"Young man, canst thou hear my words?"  Ralph smiled feebly and nodded
a yea-say. "Dost thou love thy life then?" said the Knight.  Ralph
found speech and said faintly, "Yea."  Said the Knight: "Where dost
thou come from, where is thine home?"  Said Ralph, "Upmeads." "Well
then," quoth the big knight, "go back to Upmeads, and live." Ralph
shook his head and knit his brows and said, "I will not." "Yea," said
the Knight, "thou wilt not live?  Then must I shape me to thy humour.
Stand on thy feet and fight it out; for now I am cool I will not slay a
swordless man."

Ralph staggered up to his feet, but was so feeble still, that he sank
down again, and muttered:  "I may not; I am sick and faint;" and
therewith swooned away again.  But the Knight stood a while leaning on
his sword, and looking down on him not unkindly.  Then he turned about
to the Lady, but lo! she had left his side.  She had glided away, and
got to her horse, which was tethered on the other side of the oak-tree,
and had loosed him and mounted him, and so sat in the saddle there, the
reins gathered in her hands.  She smiled on the knight as he stood
astonished, and cried to him; "Now, lord, I warn thee, draw not a
single foot nigher to me; for thou seest that I have Silverfax between
my knees, and thou knowest how swift he is, and if I see thee move, he
shall spring away with me.  Thou wottest how well I know all the ways
of the woodland, and I tell thee that the ways behind me to the Dry
Tree be all safe and open, and that beyond the Gliding River I shall
come on Roger of the Ropewalk and his men.  And if thou thinkest to
ride after me, and overtake me, cast the thought out of thy mind.  For
thy horse is strong but heavy, as is meet for so big a knight, and
moreover he is many yards away from me and Silverfax: so before thou
art in the saddle, where shall I be?  Yea," (for the Knight was
handling his anlace) "thou mayst cast it, and peradventure mayst hit
Silverfax and not me, and peradventure not; and I deem that it is my
body alive that thou wouldest have back with thee.  So now, wilt thou
hearken?"

"Yea," quoth the knight, though for wrath he could scarce bring the
word from his mouth.

"Hearken," she said, "this is the bargain to be struck between us: even
now thou wouldst not refrain from slaying this young man, unless
perchance he should swear to depart from us; and as for me, I would not
go back with thee to Sunhome, where erst thou shamedst me.  Now will I
buy thy nay-say with mine, and if thou give the youngling his life, and
suffer him to come his ways with us, then will I go home with thee and
will ride with thee in all the love and duty that I owe thee; or if
thou like this fashion of words better, I will give thee my body for
his life.  But if thou likest not the bargain, there is not another
piece of goods for thee in the market, for then I will ride my ways to
the Dry Tree, and thou shalt slay the poor youth, or make of him thy
sworn friend, like as was Walter--which thou wilt."

So she spake, and Ralph yet lay on the grass and heard nought.  But the
Knight's face was dark and swollen with anger as he answered: "My sworn
friend! yea, I understand thy gibe.  I need not thy words to bring to
my mind how I have slain one sworn friend for thy sake."

"Nay," she said, "not for my sake, for thine own folly's sake." He
heeded her not, but went on:  "And as for this one, I say again of him,
if he be not thy devil, then thou meanest him for thy lover.  And now I
deem that I will verily slay him, ere he wake again; belike it were his
better luck."

She said:  "I wot not why thou hagglest over the price of that thou
wouldest have.  If thou have him along with thee, shall he not be in
thy power--as I shall be? and thou mayst slay him--or me--when thou
wilt."

"Yea," he said, grimly, "when thou art weary of him.  O art thou not
shameless amongst women!  Yet must I needs pay thy price, though my
honour and the welfare of my life go with it.  Yet how if he have no
will to fare with us?"  She laughed and said: "Then shalt thou have him
with thee as thy captive and thrall.  Hast thou not conquered him in
battle?"  He stood silent a moment and then he said:  "Thou sayest it;
he shall come with me, will he, nill he, unarmed, and as a prisoner,
and the spoil of my valiancy." And he laughed, not altogether in
bitterness, but as if some joy were rising in his heart.  "Now, my
Queen," said he, "the bargain is struck betwixt us, and thou mayest
light down off Silverfax; as for me, I will go fetch water from the
lake, that we may wake up this valiant and mighty youth, this newfound
jewel, and bring him to his wits again."

She answered nought, but rode her horse close to him and lighted down
nimbly, while his greedy eyes devoured her beauty.  Then he took her
hand and drew her to him, and kissed her cheek, and she suffered it,
but kissed him not again.  Then he took off his helm, and went down to
the lake to fetch up water therein.



CHAPTER 23

The Leechcraft of the Lady


Meanwhile she went to Ralph and stood by him, who now began to stir
again; and she knelt down by him and kissed his face gently, and rose
up hastily and stood a little aloof again.

Now Ralph sat up and looked about him, and when he saw the Lady he
first blushed red, and then turned very pale; for the full life was in
him again, and he knew her, and love drew strongly at his
heart-strings. But she looked on him kindly and said to him:  "How
fares it with thee?  I am sorry of thy hurt which thou hast had for
me."  He said: "Forsooth, Lady, a chance knock or two is no great
matter for a lad of Upmeads.  But oh!  I have seen thee before." "Yea,"
she said, "twice before, fair knight."  "How is that?" he said; "once I
saw thee, the fairest thing in the world, and evil men would have led
thee to slaughter; but not twice."

She smiled on him still more kindly, as if he were a dear friend, and
said simply:  "I was that lad in the cloak that ye saw in the Flower de
Luce; and afterwards when ye, thou and Roger, fled away from the Burg
of the Four Friths.  I had come into the Burg with my captain of war at
the peril of our lives to deliver four faithful friends of mine who
were else doomed to an evil death."

He said nought, but gazed at her face, wondering at her valiancy and
goodness.  She took him by the hand now, and held it without speaking
for a little while, and he sat there still looking up into her face,
wondering at her sweetness and his happiness.  Then she said, as she
drew her hand away and spake in such a voice, and so looking at him,
that every word was as a caress to him: "Thy soul is coming back to
thee, my friend, and thou art well at ease: is it not so?"

"O yea," he said, "and I woke up happily e'en now; for me-dreamed that
my gossip came to me and kissed me kindly; and she is a fair woman, but
not a young woman."

As he spoke the knight, who had come nearly noiselessly over the grass,
stood by them, holding his helm full of water, and looking grimly upon
them; but the Lady looked up at him with wide eyes wonderingly, and
Ralph, beholding her, deemed that all he had heard of her goodness was
but the very sooth.  But the knight spake:  "Young man, thou hast
fought with me, thou knowest not wherefore, and grim was my mood when
thou madest thine onset, and still is, so that never but once wilt thou
be nigher thy death than thou hast been this hour.  But now I have
given thee life because of the asking of this lady; and therewith I
give thee leave to come thy ways with us: nay, rather I command thee to
come, for thou art my prisoner, to be kept or ransomed, or set free as
I will.  But my will is that thou shalt not have thine armour and
weapons; and there is a cause for this, which mayhappen I will tell
thee hereafter.  But now I bid thee drink of this water, and then do
off thine helm and hauberk and give me thy sword and dagger, and go
with us peaceably; and be not overmuch ashamed, for I have overcome men
who boasted themselves to be great warriors."

So Ralph drank of the water, and did off his helm, and cast water on
his face, and arose, and said smiling:  "Nay, my master, I am nought
ashamed of my mishaps:  and as to my going with thee and the Lady, thou
hast heard me say under thy dagger that I would not forbear to follow
her; so I scarce need thy command thereto."  The knight scowled on him
and said: "Hold thy peace, fool!  Thou wert best not stir my wrath
again." "Nay," said Ralph, "thou hast my sword, and mayst slay me if
thou wilt; therefore be not word-valiant with me."

Said the Knight of the Sun:  "Well, well, thou hast the right of it
there.  Only beware lest thou try me overmuch.  But now must we set
forth on our road; and here is work for thee to do:  a hundred yards
within the thick wood in a straight line from the oak-tree thou shalt
find two horses, mine and the knight's who fell before me; go thou and
bring them hither; for I will not leave thee with my lady, lest I have
to slay thee in the end, and maybe her also."

Ralph nodded cheerfully, and set off on his task, and was the readier
therein because the Lady looked on him kindly and compassionately as he
went by her.  He found the horses speedily, a black horse that was of
the Black Knight, and a bay of the Knight of the Sun, and he came back
with them lightly.

But when he came to the oak-tree again, lo, the knight and the Lady
both kneeling over the body of the Black Knight, and Ralph saw that the
Knight of the Sun was sobbing and weeping sorely, so that he deemed
that he was taking leave of his friend that lay dead there:  but when
Ralph had tied up those other two steeds by Silverfax and drawn rear to
those twain, the Knight of the Sun looked up at him, and spake in a
cheerful voice: "Thou seemest to be no ill man, though thou hast come
across my lady; so now I bid thee rejoice that there is a good knight
more in the world than we deemed e'en now; for this my friend Walter
the Black is alive still." "Yea," said the Lady, "and belike he shall
live a long while yet."

So Ralph looked, and saw that they had stripped the knight of his
hauberk and helm, and bared his body, and that the Lady was dressing a
great and sore wound in his side; neither was he come to himself again:
he was a young man, and very goodly to look on, dark haired and
straight of feature, fair of face; and Ralph felt a grief at his heart
as he beheld the Lady's hands dealing with his bare flesh, though
nought the man knew of it belike.

As for the Knight of the Sun, he was no more grim and moody, but
smiling and joyous, and he spake and said:  "Young man, this shall
stand thee in good stead that I have not slain my friend this bout.
Sooth to say, it might else have gone hard with thee on the way to my
house, or still more in my house.  But now be of good heart, for unless
of thine own folly thou run on the sword's point, thou mayst yet live
and do well." Then he turned to the Lady and said:  "Dame, for as good
a leech as ye be, ye may not heal this man so that he may sit in his
saddle within these ten days; and now what is to do in this matter?"

She looked on him with smiling lips and a strange light in her eyes,
and said:  "Yea, forsooth, what wilt thou do?  Wilt thou abide here by
Walter thyself alone, and let me bring the imp of Upmeads home to our
house?  Or wilt thou ride home and send folk with a litter to us?  Or
shall this youngling ride at all adventure, and seek to Sunway through
the blind woodland?  Which shall it be?"

The knight laughed outright, and said:  "Yea, fair one, this is much
like to the tale of the carle at the ferry with the fox, and the goat,
and the cabbage."

There was scarce a smile on her face as she said gently: "One thing is
to be thought of, that Walter's soul is not yet so fast in his body
that either thou or some rough-handed leech may be sure of healing him;
it must be this hand, and the learning which it hath learned which must
deal with him for a while."  And she stretched out her arm over the
wounded man, with the fingers pointing down the water, and reddened
withal, as if she felt the hearts' greediness of the two men who were
looking on her beauty.

The big knight sighed, and said:  "Well, unless I am to kill him over
again, there is nothing for it but our abiding with him for the next
few hours at least.  To-morrow is a new day, and fair is the
woodland-hall of summer-tide; neither shall water fail us.  But as to
victual, I wot not save that we have none."

The Lady laughed, and said to Ralph; "Who knoweth what thou mayst find
if thou go to the black horse and look into the saddle-bags which I saw
upon him awhile agone?  For indeed we need somewhat, if it were but to
keep the life in the body of this wounded man."

Ralph sprang up and turned to the horse, and found the saddle-bags on
him, and took from them bread and flesh, and a flask of good wine, and
brought them to the Lady, who laughed and said:  "Thou art a good
seeker and no ill finder."  Then she gave the wounded man to drink of
the wine, so that he stirred somewhat, and the colour came into his
face a little.  Then she bade gather store of bracken for a bed for the
Black Knight, and Ralph bestirred himself therein, but the Knight of
the Sun sat looking at the Lady as she busied herself with his friend,
and gloom seemed gathering on him again.

But when the bracken was enough, the Lady made a bed deftly and
speedily; and between the three they laid the wounded man thereon, who
seemed coming to himself somewhat, and spake a few words, but those
nothing to the point.  Then the Lady took her gay embroidered cloak,
which lay at the foot of the oak tree, and cast it over him and, as
Ralph deemed, eyed him lovingly, and belike the Knight of the Sun
thought in likewise, for he scowled upon her; and for awhile but little
was the joyance by the ancient oak, unless it were with the Lady.



CHAPTER 24

Supper and Slumber in the Woodland Hall


But when all was done to make the wounded knight as easy as might be,
the Lady turned to the other twain, and said kindly: "Now, lords, it
were good to get to table, since here is wherewithal." And she looked
on them both full kindly as she spake the words, but nowise wantonly;
even as the lady of a fair house might do by honoured guests.  So the
hearts of both were cheered, and nothing loth they sat down by her on
the grass and fell to meat.  Yet was the Knight of the Sun a little
moody for a while, but when he had eaten and drunken somewhat, he said:
"It were well if someone might come hereby, some hermit or holy man, to
whom we might give the care of Walter: then might we home to Sunway,
and send folk with a litter to fetch him home softly when the due time
were."

"Yea," said the Lady, "that might happen forsooth, and perchance it
will; and if it were before nightfall it were better."

Ralph saw that as she spake she took hold of the two fingers of her
left hand with her right forefinger, and let the thumb meet it, so that
it made a circle about them, and she spake something therewith in a low
voice, but he heeded it little, save as he did all ways that her body
moved.  As for the Knight of the Sun, he was looking down on the grass
as one pondering matters, and noted this not.  But he said presently:
"What hast thou to say of Walter now?  Shall he live?"  "Yea," she
said, "maybe as long as either of you twain." The knight looked hard at
Ralph, but said nothing, and Ralph heeded not his looks, for his eyes
were busy devouring the Lady.

So they abode a little, and the more part of what talk there was came
from the Lady, and she was chiefly asking Ralph of his home in Upmeads,
and his brethren and kindred, and he told her all openly, and hid
naught, while her voice ravished his very soul from him, and it seemed
strange to him, that such an one should hold him in talk concerning
these simple matters and familiar haps, and look on him so kindly and
simply.  Ever and anon would she go and look to the welfare of the
wounded man, and come back from him (for they sat a little way aloof),
and tell them how he did.  And still the Knight of the Sun took little
heed, and once again gloom settled down on him.

Amidst all this the sun was set, and the long water lay beneath the
heavens like a sheet of bright, fair-hued metal, and naught stirred it:
till at last the Lady leaned forward to Ralph, and touched his shoulder
(for he was sitting over against her, with his back to the water), and
she said: "Sir Knight, Sir Knight, his wish is coming about, I believe
verily." He turned his head to look over his shoulder, and, as if by
chance-hap, his cheek met the outstretched hand she was pointing with:
she drew it not away very speedily, and as sweet to him was the touch
of it as if his face had been brushed past by a summer lily.

"Nay, look! something cometh," she cried; and he looked and saw a
little boat making down the water toward the end anigh them.  Then the
Knight of the Sun seemed to awake at her word, and he leapt to his
feet, and stood looking at the new comer.

It was but a little while ere the boat touched the shore, and a man
stepped out of it on to the grass and made it fast to the bank, and
then stood and looked about him as if seeking something; and lo, it was
a holy man, a hermit in the habit of the Blackfriars.

Then the Knight of the Sun hastened down to the strand to meet him, and
when Ralph was thus left alone with the Lady, though it were but for a
little, his heart beat and he longed sore to touch her with his hand,
but durst not, and did but hope that her hand would stray his way as it
had e'en now.  But she arose and stood a little way from him, and spake
to him sweetly of the fairness of the evening, and the wounded man, and
the good hap of the friar's coming before nightfall; and his heart was
wrung sore with the love of her.

So came the knight up from the strand, and the holy man with him, who
greeted Ralph and the Lady and blessed them, and said: "Now, daughter,
show me thy sick man; for I am somewhat of a leech, and this thy baron
would have me heal him, and I have a right good will thereto."

So he went to the Black Knight, and when he had looked to his hurts, he
turned to them and said:  "Have ye perchance any meat in the
wilderness?" "Yea," quoth the Knight of the Sun; "there is enough for a
day or more, and if we must needs abide here longer, I or this young
man may well make shift to slay some deer, great or little, for our
sustenance and the healing of my friend."

"It is well," said the Friar; "my hermitage is no great way hence, in
the thicket at the end of this water.  But now is the fever on this
knight, and we may not move him ere morning at soonest; but to-morrow
we may make a shift to bear him hence by boat: or, if not, then may I
go and fetch from my cell bread and other meat, and milk of my goats;
and thus shall we do well till we may bring him to my cell, and then
shall ye leave him there; and afterwards I will lead him home to Sunway
where thou dwellest, baron, when he is well enough healed; or, if he
will not go thither, let him go his ways, and I myself will come to
Sunway and let thee wot of his welfare."

The knight yeasaid all this, and thereafter the Friar and the Lady
together tended the wounded knight, and gave him water to drink, and
wine.  And meanwhile Ralph and the Knight of the Sun lay down on the
grass and watched the eve darkening, and Ralph marvelled at his
happiness, and wondered what the morrow would bring forth.

But amidst his happy thoughts the Knight of the Sun spake to him and
said: "Young knight, I have struck a bargain with her that thou shalt
follow us home, if thou wilt:  but to say sooth, I think when the
bargain was struck I was minded when I had thee at Sunway to cast thee
into my prison.  But now I will do otherwise, and if thou must needs
follow after thine own perdition, as I have, thou shalt do so freely;
therefore take again thine armour and weapons, and do what thou wilt
with them.  But if thou wilt do after my rede, get thee away to-morrow,
or better, to-night, and desire our fellowship no more."

Ralph heard him, and the heart within him was divided.  It was in his
mind to speak debonnairely to the knight; but again he felt as if he
hated him, and the blythe words would not come, and he answered
doggedly: "I will not leave my Lady since she biddeth me go with her.
If thou wilt then, make the most of it that thou art stronger than I,
and a warrior more proven; set me before thy sword, and fight with me
and slay me."

Then rose the wrath to the knight's lips, and he brake forth:  "Then is
there one other thing for thee to do, and that is that thou take thy
sword, which I have just given back to thee, and thrust her through
therewith.  That were better for thee and for me, and for him who lieth
yonder."

Therewith he arose and strode up and down in the dusk, and Ralph
wondered at him, yet hated him now not so much, since he deemed that
the Lady would not love him, and that he was angered thereby.  Yet
about Ralph's heart there hung a certain fear of what should be.

But presently the knight came and sat down by him again, and again fell
to speech with him, and said:  "Thou knowest that I may not slay thee,
and yet thou sayest, fight with me; is this well done?" "Is it ill
done?" said Ralph, "I wot not why."

The knight was silent awhile, and then he said:  "With what words shall
I beseech thee to depart while it is yet time?  It may well be that in
days to come I shall be good to thee, and help thee."

But Ralph said never a word.  Then said the knight, and sighed withal:
"I now see this of thee, that thou mayst not depart; well, so let it
be!" and he sighed heavily again.  Then Ralph strove with himself, and
said courteously:  "Sir, I am sorry that I am a burden irksome to thee;
and that, why I know not, thou mayst not rid thyself of me by the
strong hand, and that otherwise thou mayst not be rid of me.  What then
is this woman to thee, that thou wouldst have me slay her, and yet art
so fierce in thy love for her?"  The Knight of the Sun laughed
wrathfully thereat, and was on the point of answering him, when up came
those two from the wounded man, and the Friar said: "The knight shall
do well; but well it is for him that the Lady of Abundance was here for
his helping; for from her hands goeth all healing, as it was with the
holy men of old time.  May the saints keep her from all harm; for meek
and holy indeed she is, as oft we have heard it."

The Lady put her hand on his shoulder, as if to bid him silence, and
then set herself down on the grass beside the Knight of the Sun, and
fell to talking sweetly and blithely to the three men.  The Friar
answered her with many words, and told her of the deer and fowl of the
wood and the water that he was wont to see nigh to his hermitage; for
of such things she asked him, and at last he said: "Good sooth, I
should be shy to say in all places and before all men of all my
dealings with God's creatures which live about me there.  Wot ye what?
E'en now I had no thought of coming hitherward; but I was sitting
amongst the trees pondering many things, when I began to drowse, and
drowsing I heard the thornbushes speaking to me like men, and they bade
me take my boat and go up the water to help a man who was in need; and
that is how I came hither; benedicite."

So he spake; but the Knight of the Sun did but put in a word here and
there, and that most often a sour and snappish word.  As for Ralph, he
also spake but little, and strayed somewhat in his answers; for he
could not but deem that she spake softlier and kinder to him than to
the others; and he was dreamy with love and desire, and scarce knew
what he was saying.

Thus they wore away some two hours, the Friar or the Lady turning away
at whiles to heed the wounded man, who was now talking wildly in his
fever.

But at last the night was grown as dark as it would be, since cloud and
storm came not, for the moon had sunk down: so the Lady said:  "Now,
lords, our candle hath gone out, and I for my part will to bed; so let
us each find a meet chamber in the woodland hall; and I will lie near
to thee, father, and the wounded friend, lest I be needed to help thee
in the night; and thou, Baron of Sunway, lie thou betwixt me and the
wood, to ward me from the wild deer and the wood-wights. But thou,
Swain of Upmeads, wilt thou deem it hard to lie anear the horses, to
watch them if they be scared by aught?"

"Yea," said the Knight of the Sun, "thou art Lady here forsooth; even
as men say of thee, that thou swayest man and beast in the wildwood.
But this time at least it is not so ill-marshalled of thee: I myself
would have shown folk to chamber here in likewise."

Therewith he rose up, and walked to and fro for a little, and then
went, and sat down on a root of the oak-tree, clasping his knees with
his hands, but lay not down awhile.  But the Lady made herself a bed of
the bracken which was over from those that Ralph had gathered for the
bed of the wounded Knight; and the Friar lay down on the grass nigh to
her, and both were presently asleep.

Then Ralph got up quietly; and, shamefacedly for very love, passed
close beside the sleeping woman as he went to his place by the horses,
taking his weapons and wargear with him: and he said to himself as he
laid him down, that it was good for him to be quite alone, that he
might lie awake and think at his ease of all the loveliness and
kindness of his Lady.  Howbeit, he was a young man, and a sturdy, used
to lying abroad in the fields or the woods, and it was his custom to
sleep at once and sweetly when he lay down after the day's work had
wearied him, and even so he did now, and was troubled by no dreams of
what was past or to come.






BOOK TWO

The Road Unto Trouble



CHAPTER 1

Ralph Meets With Love in the Wilderness


He woke up while it was yet night, and knew that he had been awakened
by a touch; but, like a good hunter and warrior, he forebore to start
up or cry out till sleep had so much run off him that he could tell
somewhat of what was toward.  So now he saw the Lady bending over him,
and she said in a kind and very low voice:  "Rise up, young man, rise
up, Ralph, and say no word, but come with me a little way into the wood
ere dawn come, for I have a word for thee."

So he stood up and was ready to go with her, his heart beating hard for
joy and wonder.  "Nay," she whispered, "take thy sword and war-gear
lest ill befall:  do on thine hauberk; I will be thy squire."  And she
held his war-coat out for him to do on.  "Now," she said, still softly,
"hide thy curly hair with the helm, gird thy sword to thee, and come
without a word."

Even so he did, and therewithal felt her hand take his (for it was dark
as they stepped amidst the trees), and she led him into the Seventh
Heaven, for he heard her voice, though it were but a whisper, as it
were a caress and a laugh of joy in each word.

She led him along swiftly, fumbling nought with the paths betwixt the
pine-tree boles, where it was as dark as dark might be.  Every minute
he looked to hear her say a word of why she had brought him thither,
and that then she would depart from him; so he prayed that the silence
and the holding of his hand might last a long while--for he might
think of naught save her--and long it lasted forsooth, and still she
spake no word, though whiles a little sweet chuckle, as of the garden
warbler at his softest, came from her lips, and the ripple of her
raiment as her swift feet drave it, sounded loud to his eager ears in
the dark, windless wood.

At last, and it was more than half-an-hour of their walking thus, it
grew lighter, and he could see the shape of her alongside of him; and
still she held his hand and glided on swifter and swifter, as he
thought; and soon he knew that outside the wood dawn was giving place
to day, and even there, in the wood, it was scarce darker than twilight.

Yet a little further, and it grew lighter still, and he heard the
throstles singing a little way off, and knew that they were on the edge
of the pine-wood, and still her swift feet sped on till they came to a
little grassy wood-lawn, with nought anear it on the side away from the
wood save maples and thorn-bushes: it was broad daylight there, though
the sun had not yet arisen.

There she let fall his hand and turned about to him and faced him
flushed and eager, with her eyes exceeding bright and her lips half
open and quivering.  He stood beholding her, trembling, what for
eagerness, what for fear of her words when he had told her of his
desire.  For he had now made up his mind to do no less.  He put his
helm from off his head and laid it down on the grass, and he noted
therewith that she had come in her green gown only, and had left mantle
and cote hardie behind.

Now he stood up again and was just going to speak, when lo!  she put
both her palms to her face, and her bosom heaved, and her shoulders
were shaken with sobs, and she burst out a weeping, so that the tears
ran through her fingers.  Then he cast himself on the ground before
her, and kissed her feet, and clasped her about the knees, and laid his
cheek to her raiment, and fawned upon her, and cried out many an idle
word of love, and still she wept a while and spake not.  At last she
reached her hand down to his face and fondled it, and he let his lips
lie on the hand, and she suffered it a while, and then took him by the
arm and raised him up and led him on swiftly as before; and he knew not
what to do or say, and durst by no means stay her, and could frame no
word to ask her wherefore.

So they sped across a waste not much beset with trees, he silent, she
never wearying or slacking her pace or faltering as to the way, till
they came into the thick wood again, and ever when he would have spoken
she hushed him, with "Not yet!  Not yet!" Until at last when the sun
had been up for some three hours, she led him through a hazel copse,
like a deep hedge, into a cleared grassy place where were great grey
stones lying about, as if it had been the broken doom-ring of a
forgotten folk.  There she threw herself down on the grass and buried
her face amidst the flowers, and was weeping and sobbing again and he
bending over her, till she turned to him and drew him down to her and
put her hands to his face, and laid her cheeks all wet with tears to
his, and fell to kissing him long and sweetly, so that in his turn he
was like to weep for the very sweetness of love.

Then at last she spake:  "This is the first word, that now I have
brought thee away from death; and so sweet it is to me that I can
scarce bear it."

"Oh, sweet to me," he said, "for I have waited for thee many days." And
he fell to kissing and clipping her, as one who might not be satisfied.
At last she drew herself from him a little, and, turning on him a face
smiling with love, she said:  "Forbear it a little, till we talk
together." "Yea," quoth he, "but may I hold thine hand awhile?"  "No
harm in that," she said, laughing, and she gave him her hand and spake:

"I spake it that I have brought thee from death, and thou hast asked me
no word concerning what and how." "I will ask it now, then," said he,
"since thou wilt have it so." She said:  "Dost thou think that he would
have let thee live?"

"Who," said he, "since thou lettest me live?"

"He, thy foeman, the Knight of the Sun," she said.  "Why didst thou not
flee from him before?  For he did not so much desire to slay thee, but
that he would have had thee depart; but if thou wert once at his house,
he would thrust a sword through thee, or at the least cast thee into
his prison and let thee lie there till thy youth be gone--or so it
seemed to me," she said, faltering as she looked on him.

Said Ralph:  "How could I depart when thou wert with him?  Didst thou
not see me there?  I was deeming that thou wouldst have me abide."

She looked upon him with such tender love that he made as if he would
cast himself upon her; but she refrained him, and smiled and said: "Ah,
yes, I saw thee, and thought not that thou wouldst sunder thyself from
me; therefore had I care of thee."  And she touched his cheek with her
other hand; and he sighed and knit his brows somewhat, and said: "But
who is this man that he should slay me?  And why is he thy tyrant, that
thou must flee from him?"

She laughed and said:  "Fair creature, he is my husband."

Then Ralph flushed red, and his visage clouded, and he opened his mouth
to speak; but she stayed him and said: "Yet is he not so much my
husband but that or ever we were bedded he must needs curse me and
drive me away from his house." And she smiled, but her face reddened so
deeply that her grey eyes looked strange and light therein.

But Ralph leapt up, and half drew his sword, and cried out loud: "Would
God I had slain him!  Wherefore could I not slay him?" And he strode up
and down the sward before her in his wrath.  But she leaned forward to
him and laughed and said: "Yet, O Champion, we will not go back to him,
for he is stronger than thou, and hath vanquished thee.  This is a
desert place, but thou art loud, and maybe over loud.  Come rest by me."

So he came and sat down by her, and took her hand again and kissed the
wrist thereof and fondled it and said: "Yea, but he desireth thee
sorely; that was easy to see.  It was my ill-luck that I slew him not."

She stroked his face again and said:  "Long were the tale if I told
thee all.  After he had driven me out, and I had fled from him, he fell
in with me again divers times, as was like to be; for his brother is
the Captain of the Dry Tree; the tall man whom thou hast seen with me:
and every time this baron hath come on me he has prayed my love, as one
who would die despaired if I granted it not, but O my love with the
bright sword" (and she kissed his cheek therewith, and fondled his hand
with both her hands), "each time I said him nay, I said him nay." And
again her face burned with blushes.

"And his brother," said Ralph, "the big captain that I have come across
these four times, doth he desire thee also?" She laughed and said:
"But as others have, no more: he will not slay any man for my sake."

Said Ralph:  "Didst thou wot that I was abiding thy coming at the
Castle of Abundance?"  "Yea," she said, "have I not told thee that I
bade Roger lead thee thither?"  Then she said softly: "That was after
that first time we met; after I had ridden away on the horse of that
butcher whom thou slayedst."

"But why camest thou so late?" said he; "Wouldst thou have come if I
had abided there yet?"  She said:  "What else did I desire but to be
with thee?  But I set out alone looking not for any peril, since our
riders had gone to the north against them of the Burg: but as I drew
near to the Water of the Oak, I fell in with my husband and that other
man; and this time all my naysays were of no avail, and whatsoever I
might say he constrained me to go with them; but straightway they fell
out together, and fought, even as thou sawest." And she looked at him
sweetly, and as frankly as if he had been naught but her dearest
brother.

But he said:  "It was concerning thee that they fought: hast thou known
the Black Knight for long?"

"Yea," she said, "I may not hide that he hath loved me: but he hath
also betrayed me.  It was through him that the Knight of the Sun drave
me from him.  Hearken, for this concerneth thee: he made a tale of me
of true and false mingled, that I was a wise-wife and an enchantress,
and my lord trowed in him, so that I was put to shame before all the
house, and driven forth wrung with anguish, barefoot and bleeding."

He looked and saw pain and grief in her face, as it had been the shadow
of that past time, and the fierceness of love in him so changed his
face, that she arose and drew a little way from him, and stood there
gazing at him.  But he also rose and knelt before her, and reached up
for her hands and took them in his and said: "Tell me truly, and
beguile me not; for I am a young man, and without guile, and I love
thee, and would have thee for my speech-friend, what woman soever may
be in the world.  Whatever thou hast been, what art thou now?  Art thou
good or evil?  Wilt thou bless me or ban me?  For it is the truth that
I have heard tales and tales of thee:  many were good, though it maybe
strange; but some, they seemed to warn me of evil in thee.  O look at
me, and see if I love thee or not! and I may not help it.  Say once for
all, shall that be for my ruin or my bliss?  If thou hast been evil,
then be good this one time and tell me."

She neither reddened now, nor paled at his words, but her eyes filled
with tears, and ran over, and she looked down on him as a woman looks
on a man that she loves from the heart's root, and she said:  "O my
lord and love, may it be that thou shalt find me no worse to thee than
the best of all those tales.  Forsooth how shall I tell thee of myself,
when, whatever I say, thou shalt believe every word I tell thee?  But O
my heart, how shouldest thou, so sweet and fair and good, be taken with
the love of an evil thing?  At the least I will say this, that
whatsoever I have been, I am good to thee--I am good to thee, and will
be true to thee."

He drew her down to him as he knelt there, and took his arms about her,
and though she yet shrank from him a little and the eager flame of his
love, he might not be gainsayed, and she gave herself to him and let
her body glide into his arms, and loved him no less than he loved her.
And there between them in the wilderness was all the joy of love that
might be.



CHAPTER 2

They Break Their Fast in the Wildwood


Now when it was hard on noon, and they had lain long in that grassy
place, Ralph rose up and stood upon his feet, and made as one
listening.  But the Lady looked on him and said: "It is naught save a
hart and his hind running in the wood; yet mayhappen we were best on
the road, for it is yet long." "Yea," said Ralph, "and it may be that
my master will gather folk and pursue us."  "Nay, nay," she said, "that
were to wrong him, to deem that he would gather folk to follow one man;
if he come, he will be by himself alone.  When he found us gone he
doubtless cast himself on Silverfax, my horse, in trust of the beast
following after my feet."

"Well," said Ralph, "and if he come alone, there is yet a sword betwixt
him and thee."

She was standing up by him now with her hand on his shoulder, "Hear now
the darling, the champion! how he trusteth well in his heart and his
right hand.  But nay, I have cared for thee well.  Hearken, if thou
wilt not take it amiss that I tell thee all I do, good or evil.  I said
a word in the ear of Silverfax or ever I departed, and now the good
beast knows my mind, and will lead the fierce lord a little astray, but
not too much, lest he follow us with his eager heart and be led by his
own keen woodcraft.  Indeed, I left the horse behind to that end, else
hadst thou ridden the woodland ways with me, instead of my wearying
thee by our going afoot; and thou with thy weapons and wargear."

He looked upon her tenderly, and said smiling:  "And thou, my dear, art
thou not a little wearied by what should weary a knight and one bred
afield?"  "Nay," she said, "seest thou not how I walk lightly clad,
whereas I have left behind my mantle and cote-hardie?" Thereat she
gathered up her gown into her girdle ready for the way, and smiled as
she saw his eyes embrace the loveliness of her feet; and she spake as
she moved them daintily on the flowery grass: "Sooth to say, Knight, I
am no weakling dame, who cannot move her limbs save in the dance, or to
back the white palfrey and ride the meadows, goshawk on wrist; I am
both well-knit and light-foot as the Wood-wife and Goddess of yore
agone.  Many a toil hath gone to that, whereof I may tell thee
presently; but now we were best on our way.  Yet before we go, I will
at least tell thee this, that in my knowing of these woods, there is no
sorcery at all; for in the woods, though not in these woods, was I
bred; and here also I am at home, as I may say."

Hand in hand then they went lightly through the hazel copse, and soon
was the wood thick about them, but, as before, the Lady led
unfalteringly through the thicket paths.  Now Ralph spake and said: "It
is good that thou lead me whither thou wilt; but this I may say, that
it is clear to me that we are not on the way to the Castle of
Abundance." "Even so," said she; "indeed had I come to thee there, as I
was minded, I should presently have brought thee on the way which we
are wending now, or one nigh to it; and that is that which leadeth to
Hampton under Scaur, and the Fellowship of Champions who dwell on the
rock."

Said Ralph:  "It is well; yet will I tell thee the truth, that a little
sojourn in that fair house had liked me better.  Fain had I been to see
thee sitting in thine ivory chair in thy chamber of dais with the walls
hung round with thee woven in pictures--wilt thou not tell me in words
the story of those pictures? and also concerning the book which I read,
which was also of thee?"

"Ah," she said, "thou hast read in the book--well, I will tell thee the
story very soon, and that the more since there are matters written
wrong in the book."  Therewith she hurried him on, and her feet seemed
never tired, though now, to say sooth, he began to go somewhat heavily.

Then she stayed him, and laughed sweetly in his face, and said: "It is
a long while now since the beginning of the June day, and meseems I
know thy lack, and the slaking of it lieth somewhat nearer than Hampton
under Scaur, which we shall not reach these two days if we go afoot all
the way."

"My lack?" said he; "I lack nought now, that I may not have when I
will." And he put his arms about her shoulders and strained her to his
bosom.  But she strove with him, and freed herself and laughed
outright, and said:  "Thou art a bold man, and rash, my knight, even
unto me.  Yet must I see to it that thou die not of hunger."  He said
merrily: "Yea, by St. Nicholas, true it is:  a while ago I felt no
hunger, and had forgotten that men eat; for I was troubled with much
longing, and in doubt concerning my life; but now am I free and happy,
and hungry therewithal."

"Look," she said, pointing up to the heavens, "it is now past two hours
after noon; that is nigh two hours since we left the lawn amidst the
hazels, and thou longest to eat, as is but right, so lovely as thou art
and young; and I withal long to tell thee something of that whereof
thou hast asked me; and lastly, it is the hottest of the day, yea, so
hot, that even Diana, the Wood-wife of yore agone, might have fainted
somewhat, if she had been going afoot as we twain have been, and little
is the risk of our resting awhile.  And hereby is a place where rest is
good as regards the place, whatever the resters may be; it is a little
aside the straightest way, but meseems we may borrow an hour or so of
our journey, and hope to pay it back ere nightfall.  Come, champion!"

Therewith she led north through a thicket of mingled trees till Ralph
heard water running, and anon they came to a little space about a
brook, grassy and clear of trees save a few big thorn-bushes, with a
green ridge or bank on the other side.  There she stayed him and said:
"Do off thy war-gear, knight.  There is naught to fear here, less than
there was amidst the hazels." So did he, and she kneeled down and drank
of the clear water, and washed her face and hands therein, and then
came and kissed him and said:  "Lovely imp of Upmeads, I have some
bread of last night's meal in my scrip here, and under the bank I shall
find some woodland meat withal; abide a little and the tale and the
food shall come back to thee together." Therewith she stepped lightly
into the stream, and stood therein a minute to let her naked feet feel
the cold ripple (for she had stripped off her foot-gear as she first
came to the water), and then went hither and thither gathering
strawberries about the bank, while he watched her, blessing her, till
he well nigh wept at the thought of his happiness.

Back she came in a little while with good store of strawberries in the
lap of her gown, and they sat down on the green lip of the brook, and
she drew the bread from her scrip and they ate together, and she made
him drink from the hollow of her hands, and kissed him and wept over
him for joy, and the eagerness of her love.  So at last she sat down
quietly beside him, and fell to speaking to him, as a tale is told in
the ingle nook on an even of Yule-tide.



CHAPTER 3

The Lady Telleth Ralph of the Past Days of Her Life


"Now shalt thou hear of me somewhat more than the arras and the book
could tell thee; and yet not all, for time would fail us therefor--and
moreover my heart would fail me.  I cannot tell where I was born nor of
what lineage, nor of who were my father and mother; for this I have
known not of myself, nor has any told me.  But when I first remember
anything, I was playing about a garden, wherein was a little house
built of timber and thatched with reed, and the great trees of the
forest were all about the garden save for a little croft which was
grown over with high grass and another somewhat bigger, wherein were
goats.  There was a woman at the door of the house and she spinning,
yet clad in glittering raiment, and with jewels on her neck and
fingers; this was the first thing that I remember, but all as it were a
matter of every day, and use and wont, as it goes with the memories of
children.  Of such matters I will not tell thee at large, for thou
knowest how it will be.  Now the woman, who as I came to know was
neither old nor young in those days, but of middle age, I called
mother; but now I know that she was not my mother.  She was hard and
stern with me, but never beat me in those days, save to make me do what
I would not have done unbeaten; and as to meat I ate and drank what I
could get, as she did, and indeed was well-fed with simple meats as
thou mayest suppose from the aspect of me to-day. But as she was not
fierce but rather sour to me in her daily wont in my youngest days so
also she was never tender, or ever kissed me or caressed me, for as
little as I was.  And I loved her naught, nor did it ever come into my
mind that I should love her, though I loved a white goat of ours and
deemed it dear and lovely; and afterwards other things also that came
to me from time to time, as a squirrel that I saved from a weasel, and
a jackdaw that fell from a tall ash-tree nigh our house before he had
learned how to fly, and a house-mouse that would run up and down my
hand and arm, and other such-like things; and shortly I may say that
the wild things, even to the conies and fawns loved me, and had but
little fear of me, and made me happy, and I loved them.

"Further, as I grew up, the woman set me to do such work as I had
strength for as needs was; for there was no man dwelt anigh us and
seldom did I ever see man or woman there, and held no converse with
any, save as I shall tell thee presently: though now and again a man or
a woman passed by; what they were I knew not, nor their whence and
whither, but by seeing them I came to know that there were other folk
in the world besides us two.  Nought else I knew save how to spin, and
to tend our goats and milk them, and to set snares for birds and small
deer: though when I had caught them, it irked me sore to kill them, and
I had let them go again had I not feared the carline.  Every day early
I was put forth from the house and garth, and forbidden to go back
thither till dusk.  While the days were long and the grass was growing,
I had to lead our goats to pasture in the wood-lawns, and must take
with me rock and spindle, and spin so much of flax or hair as the woman
gave me, or be beaten.  But when the winter came and the snow was on
the ground, then that watching and snaring of wild things was my
business.

"At last one day of late summer when I, now of some fifteen summers,
was pasturing the goats not far from the house, the sky darkened, and
there came up so great a storm of thunder and lightning, and huge drift
of rain, that I was afraid, and being so near to the house, I hastened
thither, driving the goats, and when I had tethered them in the shed of
the croft, I crept trembling up to the house, and when I was at the
door, heard the clack of the loom in the weaving-chamber, and deemed
that the woman was weaving there, but when I looked, behold there was
no one on the bench, though the shuttle was flying from side to side,
and the shed opening and changing, and the sley coming home in due
order.  Therewithal I heard a sound as of one singing a song in a low
voice, but the words I could not understand: then terror seized on my
heart, but I stepped over the threshold, and as the door of the chamber
was open, I looked aside and saw therein the woman sitting stark naked
on the floor with a great open book before her, and it was from her
mouth that the song was coming: grim she looked, and awful, for she was
a big woman, black-haired and stern of aspect in her daily wont,
speaking to me as few words as might be, and those harsh enough, yea
harsher than when I was but little.  I stood for one moment afraid
beyond measure, though the woman did not look at me, and I hoped she
had not seen me; then I ran back into the storm, though it was now
wilder than ever, and ran and hid myself in the thicket of the wood,
half-dead with fear, and wondering what would become of me.  But
finding that no one followed after me, I grew calmer, and the storm
also drew off, and the sun shone out a little before his setting: so I
sat and spun, with fear in my heart, till I had finished my tale of
thread, and when dusk came, stole back again to the house, though my
legs would scarce bear me over the threshold into the chamber.

"There sat the woman in her rich attire no otherwise than her wont, nor
did she say aught to me; but looked at the yarn that I had spun, to see
that I had done my task, and nodded sternly to me as her wont was, and
I went to bed amongst my goats as I was used to do, but slept not till
towards morning, and then images of dreadful things, and of miseries
that I may not tell thee of, mingled with my sleep for long.

"So I awoke and ate my meat and drank of the goats' milk with a heavy
heart, and then went into the house; and when I came into the chamber
the woman looked at me, and contrary to her wont spoke to me, and I
shook with terror at her voice; though she said naught but this: 'Go
fetch thy white goat and come back to me therewith.' I did so, and
followed after her, sick with fear; and she led me through the wood
into a lawn which I knew well, round which was a wall, as it were, of
great yew trees, and amidst, a table of stone, made of four uprights
and a great stone plank on the top of them; and this was the only thing
in all the wood wherein I was used to wander which was of man's
handiwork, save and except our house, and the sheds and fences about it.

"The woman stayed and leaned against this stonework and said to me: 'Go
about now and gather dry sticks for a fire.'  I durst do naught else,
and said to myself that I should be whipped if I were tardy, though,
forsooth, I thought she was going to kill me; and I brought her a
bundle, and she said, 'Fetch more.' And when I had brought her seven
bundles, she said:  'It is enough: stand over against me and hearken.'
So I stood there quaking; for my fear, which had somewhat abated while
I went to and fro after the wood, now came back upon me tenfold.

"She said:  'It were thy due that I should slay thee here and now, as
thou slayest the partridges which thou takest in thy springes: but for
certain causes I will not slay thee.  Again, it were no more than thy
earnings were I to torment thee till thou shouldst cry out for death to
deliver thee from the anguish; and if thou wert a woman grown, even so
would I deal with thee.  But thou art yet but a child, therefore I will
keep thee to see what shall befall betwixt us.  Yet must I do somewhat
to grieve thee, and moreover something must be slain and offered up
here on this altar, lest all come to naught, both thou and I, and that
which we have to do.  Hold thy white goat now, which thou lovest more
than aught else, that I may redden thee and me and this altar with the
blood thereof.'

"I durst do naught but obey her, and I held the poor beast, that licked
my hands and bleated for love of me: and now since my terror and the
fear of death was lessened at her words, I wept sore for my dear friend.

"But the woman drew a strong sharp knife from her girdle and cut the
beast's throat, and dipped her fingers in the blood and reddened both
herself and me on the breast, and the hands, and the feet; and then she
turned to the altar and smote blood upon the uprights, and the face of
the stone plank.  Then she bade me help her, and we laid the seven
<DW19>s on the alter, and laid the carcase of the goat upon them: and
she made fire, but I saw not how, and set it to the wood, and when it
began to blaze she stood before it with her arms outspread, and sang
loud and hoarse to a strange tune; and though I knew not the words of
her song, it filled me with dread, so that I cast myself down on the
ground and hid my face in the grass.

"So she went on till the beast was all burned up and the fire became
naught but red embers, and then she ceased her song and sank down upon
the grass, and laid her head back and so fell asleep; but I durst not
move from the place, but cowered in the grass there, I know not how
long, till she arose and came to me, and smote me with her foot and
cried:  'Rise up, fool! what harm hast thou?  Go milk thy goats and
lead them to pasture.'  And therewith she strode away home, not heeding
me.

"As for me, I arose and dealt with my goats as she bade me; and
presently I was glad that I had not been slain, yet thenceforth was the
joy of my life that I had had amongst my goats marred with fear, and
the sounds of the woodland came to me mingled with terror; and I was
sore afraid when I entered the house in the morning and the evening,
and when I looked on the face of the woman; though she was no harder to
me than heretofore, but maybe somewhat softer.

"So wore the autumn, and winter came, and I fared as I was wont,
setting springes for fowl and small-deer. And for all the roughness of
the season, at that time it pleased me better than the leafy days,
because I had less memory then of the sharpness of my fear on that day
of the altar.  Now one day as I went under the snow-laden trees, I saw
something bright and big lying on the ground, and drawing nearer I saw
that it was some child of man:  so I stopped and cried out, 'Awake and
arise, lest death come on thee in this bitter cold,' But it stirred
not; so I plucked up heart and came up to it, and lo! a woman clad in
fair raiment of scarlet and fur, and I knelt down by her to see if I
might help her; but when I touched her I found her cold and stiff, and
dead, though she had not been dead long, for no snow had fallen on her.
It still wanted more than an hour of twilight, and I by no means durst
go home till nightfall; so I sat on there and watched her, and put the
hood from her face and the gloves from her hands, and I deemed her a
goodly and lovely thing, and was sorry that she was not alive, and I
wept for her, and for myself also, that I had lost her fellowship.  So
when I came back to the house at dark with the venison, I knew not
whether to tell my mistress and tyrant concerning this matter; but she
looked on me and said at once: 'Wert thou going to tell me of something
that thou hast seen?' So I told her all, even as it was, and she said
to me: 'Hast thou taken aught from the corpse?'  'Nay,' said I. 'Then
must I hasten,' she said, 'and be before the wolves.' Therewith she
took a brand from the fire, and bade me bear one also and lead her:  so
did I easily enough, for the moon was up, and what with moon and snow,
it was well nigh as bright as the day.  So when we came to the dead
woman, my mistress kneeled down by her and undid the collar of her
cloak, which I had not touched, and took something from her neck
swiftly, and yet I, who was holding the torch, saw that it was a
necklace of blue stones and green, with gold between--Yea, dear
Champion, like unto thine as one peascod is to another," quoth she.

And therewith the distressfulness of her face which had worn Ralph's
heart while she had been telling her tale changed, and she came, as it
were, into her new life and the love of him again, and she kissed him
and laid her cheek to his and he kissed her mouth.  And then she
fetched a sigh, and began with her story again.

"My mistress took the necklace and put it in her pouch, and said as to
herself:  'Here, then, is another seeker who hath not found, unless one
should dig a pit for her here when the thaw comes, and call it the Well
at the World's End: belike it will be for her as helpful as the real
one.' Then she turned to me and said:  'Do thou with the rest what thou
wilt,' and therewith she went back hastily to the house.  But as for
me, I went back also, and found a pick and a mattock in the goat-house,
and came back in the moonlight and scraped the snow away, and dug a
pit, and buried the poor damsel there with all her gear.

"Wore the winter thence with naught that I need tell of, only I thought
much of the words that my mistress had spoken.  Spring came and went,
and summer also, well nigh tidingless.  But one day as I drave the
goats from our house there came from the wood four men, a-horseback and
weaponed, but so covered with their armour that I might see little of
their faces.  They rode past me to our house, and spake not to me,
though they looked hard at me; but as they went past I heard one say:
'If she might but be our guide to the Well at the World's End!' I durst
not tarry to speak with them, but as I looked over my shoulder I saw
them talking to my mistress in the door; but meseemed she was clad but
in poor homespun cloth instead of her rich apparel, and I am
far-sighted and clear-sighted. After this the autumn and winter that
followed it passed away tidingless."



CHAPTER 4

The Lady Tells of Her Deliverance


"Now I had outgrown my old fear, and not much befell to quicken it: and
ever I was as much out of the house as I could be.  But about this time
my mistress, from being kinder to me than before, began to grow harder,
and ofttimes used me cruelly:  but of her deeds to me, my friend, thou
shalt ask me no more than I tell thee.  On a day of May-tide I fared
abroad with my goats, and went far with them, further from the house
than I had been as yet.  The day was the fairest of the year, and I
rejoiced in it, and felt as if some exceeding great good were about to
befall me; and the burden of fears seemed to have fallen from me.  So I
went till I came to a little flowery dell, beset with blossoming
whitethorns and with a fair stream running through it; a place somewhat
like to this, save that the stream there was bigger.  And the sun was
hot about noontide, so I did off my raiment, which was rough and poor,
and more meet for winter than May-tide, and I entered a pool of the
clear water, and bathed me and sported therein, smelling the sweet
scent of the whitethorns and hearkening to the song of the many birds;
and when I came forth from the water, the air was so soft and sweet to
me, and the flowery grass so kind to my feet, and the May-blooms fell
upon my shoulders, that I was loth to do on my rough raiment hastily,
and withal I looked to see no child of man in that wilderness: so I
sported myself there a long while, and milked a goat and drank of the
milk, and crowned myself with white-thorn and hare-bells; and held the
blossoms in my hand, and felt that I also had some might in me, and
that I should not be a thrall of that sorceress for ever.  And that
day, my friend, belike was the spring-tide of the life and the love
that thou holdest in thy kind arms.

"But as I abode thus in that fair place, and had just taken my rock and
spindle in hand that I might go on with my task and give as little
occasion as I might for my mistress to chastise me, I looked up and saw
a child of man coming down the side of the little dale towards me, so I
sprang up, and ran to my raiment and cast them on me hastily, for I was
ashamed; and when I saw that it was a woman, I thought at first that it
was my mistress coming to seek me; and I thought within myself that if
she smote me I would bear it no more, but let it be seen which of the
twain was the mightier.  But I looked again and saw that it was not she
but a woman smaller and older.  So I stood where I was and abode her
coming, smiling and unafraid, and half-clad.

"She drew near and I saw that it was an old woman grey haired, uncomely
of raiment, but with shining bright eyes in her wrinkled face.  And she
made an obeisance to me and said:  'I was passing through this lonely
wilderness and I looked down into the little valley and saw these goats
there and the lovely lady lying naked amongst them, and I said I am too
old to be afraid of aught; for if she be a goddess come back again from
yore agone, she can but make an end of a poor old carline, a gangrel
body, who hath no joy of her life now.  And if she be of the daughters
of men, she will belike methink her of her mother, and be kind to me
for her sake, and give me a piece of bread and a draught of her goats'
milk.'

"I spake hastily, for I was ashamed of her words, though I only half
understood them:  'I hear thee and deem that thou mockest me: I have
never known a mother; I am but a poor thrall, a goatherd dwelling with
a mistress in a nook of this wildwood: I have never a piece of bread;
but as to the goats' milk, that thou shalt have at once.'  So I called
one of my goats to me, for I knew them all, and milked her into a
wooden bowl that I carried slung about me, and gave the old woman to
drink: and she kissed my hand and drank and spake again, but no longer
in a whining voice, like a beggar bidding alms in the street, but frank
and free.

"'Damsel,' she said, 'now I see that thy soul goes with thy body, and
that thou art kind and proud at once.  And whatever thou art, it is no
mock to say of thee, that thou art as fair as the fairest; and I think
that this will follow thee, that henceforth no man who seeth thee once
will forget thee ever, or cease to long for thee: of a surety this is
thy weird.  Now I see that thou knowest no more of the world and its
ways than one of the hinds that run in these woods.  So if thou wilt, I
will sit down by thee and tell thee much that shall avail thee; and
thou in thy turn shalt tell me all the tale concerning thy dwelling and
thy service, and the like.'

"I said, 'I may not, I durst not; I serve a mighty mistress, and she
would slay me if she knew that I had spoken to thee; and woe's me!  I
fear that even now she will not fail to know it.  Depart in peace.'

"'Nay,' she said, 'thou needest not tell me, for I have an inkling of
her and her ways:  but I will give thee wisdom, and not sell it thee at
a price.  Sit down then, fair child, on this flowery grass, and I will
sit beside thee and tell thee of many things worth thine heeding.' So
there we sat awhile, and in good sooth she told me much of the world
which I had not yet seen, of its fairness and its foulness; of life and
death, and desire and disappointment, and despair; so that when she had
done, if I were wiser than erst, I was perchance little more joyous;
and yet I said to myself that come what would I would be a part of all
that.

"But at last she said:  'Lo the day is waning, and thou hast two things
to do; either to go home to thy mistress at once, or flee away from her
by the way that I shall show thee; and if thou wilt be ruled by me, and
canst bear thy thralldom yet a little while thou wilt not flee at once,
but abide till thou hast seen me again.  And since it is here that thou
hast met me, here mayst thou meet me again; for the days are long now,
and thou mayst easily win thy way hither before noon on any day.'

"So I tied my goatskin shoes to my feet, and drave my goats together,
and we went up together out of the dale, and were in the wide-spreading
plain of the waste; and the carline said: 'Dost thou know the quarters
of the heaven by the sun?' 'Yea,' said I. 'Then,' quoth she, 'whenso
thou desirest to depart and come into the world of folk that I have
told thee of, set thy face a little north of west, and thou shalt fall
in with something or somebody before long; but be speedy on that day as
thou art light-footed, and make all the way thou canst before thy
mistress comes to know of thy departure; for not lightly will any one
let loose such a thrall as thou.'

"I thanked her, and she went her ways over the waste, I wotted not
whither, and I drave my goats home as speedily as I might; the mistress
meddled not with me by word or deed, though I was short of my due tale
of yarn.  The next day I longed sore to go to the dale and meet the
carline but durst not, and the next day I fared in likeways; but the
third day I longed so to go, that my feet must needs take me there,
whatsoever might befall.  And when I had been in the dale a little,
thither came the carline, and sat down by me and fell to teaching me
wisdom, and showed me letters and told me what they were, and I learned
like a little lad in the chorister's school.

"Thereafter I mastered my fear of my mistress and went to that dale day
by day, and learned of the carline; though at whiles I wondered when my
mistress would let loose her fury upon me; for I called to mind the
threat she had made to me on the day when she offered up my white goat.
And I made up my mind to this, that if she fell upon me with deadly
intent I would do my best to slay her before she should slay me.  But
so it was, that now again she held her hand from my body, and scarce
cast a word at me ever, but gloomed at me, and fared as if hatred of me
had grown great in her heart.

"So the days went by, and my feet had worn a path through the
wilderness to the Dale of Lore, and May had melted into June, and the
latter days of June were come.  And on Midsummer Day I went my ways to
the dale according to my wont, when, as I as driving on my goats
hastily I saw a bright thing coming over the heath toward me, and I
went on my way to meet it, for I had no fear now, except what fear of
my mistress lingered in my heart; nay, I looked that everything I saw
of new should add some joy to my heart.  So presently I saw that it was
a weaponed man riding a white horse, and anon he had come up to me and
drawn rein before me.  I wondered exceedingly at beholding him and the
heart leaped within me at his beauty; for though the carline had told
me of the loveliness of the sons of men, that was but words and I knew
not what they meant; and the others that I had seen were not young men
or goodly, and those last, as I told thee, I could scarce see their
faces.

"And this one was even fairer than the dead woman that I had buried,
whose face was worn with toil and trouble, as now I called to mind.  He
was clad in bright shining armour with a gay surcoat of green,
embroidered with flowers over it; he had a light sallet on his head,
and the yellow locks of his hair flowed down from under, and fell on
his shoulders:  his face was as beardless as thine, dear friend, but
not clear brown like to thine but white and red like a blossom."

Ralph spake and said:  "Belike it was a woman;" and his voice sounded
loud in the quiet place.  She smiled on him and kissed his cheek, and
said:  "Nay, nay, dear Champion, it is not so.  God rest his soul! many
a year he has been dead."

Said Ralph:  "Many a year! what meanest thou?"  "Ah!" she said, "fear
not! as I am now, so shall I be for thee many a year.  Was not thy fear
that I should vanish away or change into something unsightly and
gruesome?  Fear not, I say; am I not a woman, and thine own?" And again
she flushed bright red, and her grey eyes lightened, and she looked at
him all confused and shamefaced.

He took her face between his hands and kissed her over and over; then
he let her go, and said:  "I have no fear: go on with thy tale, for the
words thereof are as thy kisses to me, and the embracing of thine hands
and thy body: tell on, I pray thee."  She took his hand in hers and
spake, telling her tale as before.

"Friend, well-beloved for ever!  This fair young knight looked on me,
and as he looked, his face flushed as red as mine did even now.  And I
tell thee that my heart danced with joy as I looked on him, and he
spake not for a little while, and then he said: 'Fair maiden, canst
thou tell me of any who will tell me a word of the way to the Well at
the World's End?'  I said to him, 'Nay, I have heard the word once and
no more, I know not the way: and I am sorry that I cannot do for thee
that which thou wouldest.' And then I spake again, and told him that he
should by no means stop at our house, and I told him what it was like,
so that he might give it the go by.  I said, 'Even if thou hast to turn
back again, and fail to find the thing thou seekest, yet I beseech thee
ride not into that trap.'

"He sat still on his saddle a while, staring at me and I at him; and
then he thanked me, but with so bad a grace, that I wondered of him if
he were angry; and then he shook his rein, and rode off briskly, and I
looked after him a while, and then went on my way; but I had gone but a
short while, when I heard horse-hoofs behind me, and I turned and
looked, and lo! it was the knight coming back again.  So I stayed and
abided him; and when he came up to me, he leapt from his horse and
stood before me and said:  'I must needs see thee once again.'

"I stood and trembled before him, and longed to touch him.  And again
he spake, breathlessly, as one who has been running: 'I must depart,
for I have a thing to do that I must do; but I long sorely to touch
thee, and kiss thee; yet unless thou freely willest it, I will refrain
me.'  Then I looked at him and said, 'I will it freely.'  Then he came
close up to me, and put his hand on my shoulder and kissed my cheek;
but I kissed his lips, and then he took me in his arms, and kissed me
and embraced me; and there in that place, and in a little while, we
loved each other sorely.

"But in a while he said to me:  'I must depart, for I am as one whom
the Avenger of Blood followeth; and now I will give thee this, not so
much as a gift, but as a token that we have met in the wilderness, thou
and I.' Therewith he put his hand to his neck, and took from it this
necklace which thou seest here, and I saw that it was like that which
my mistress took from the neck of the dead woman.  And no less is it
like to the one that thou wearest, Ralph.

"I took it in my hand and wept that I might not help him.  And he said:
'It is little likely that we shall meet again; but by the token of this
collar thou mayest wot that I ever long for thee till I die:  for
though I am a king's son, this is the dearest of my possessions.'  I
said: 'Thou art young, and I am young; mayhappen we shall meet again:
but thou shalt know that I am but a thrall, a goatherd.' For I knew by
what the old woman told me of somewhat of the mightiness of the kings
of the world.  'Yea,' he said, and smiled most sweetly, 'that is easy
to be seen: yet if I live, as I think not to do, thou shalt sit where
great men shall kneel to thee; not as I kneel now for love, and that I
may kiss thy knees and thy feet, but because they needs must worship
thee.'

"Therewith he arose to his feet and leapt on his horse, and rode his
ways speedily:  and I went upon my way with my goats, and came down
into the Dale of Lore, and found the old woman abiding me; and she came
to me, and took me by the hands, and touched the collar (for I had done
it about my neck), and said:

"'Dear child, thou needest not to tell me thy tale, for I have seen
him.  But if thou must needs wear this necklace, I must give thee a
gift to go with it.  But first sit down by the old carline awhile and
talk with her; for meseemeth it will be but a few days ere thou shalt
depart from this uttermost wilderness, and the woods before the
mountains.'

"So I sat down by her, and in spite of her word I told her all that had
befallen betwixt me and the king's son:  for my heart was too full that
I might refrain me.  She nodded her head from time to time, but said
naught, till I had made an end:  and then fell to telling me of many
matters for my avail; but yet arose earlier than her wont was; and when
we were about sundering on the path which I had trodden above the Dale,
she said: 'Now must I give thee that gift to go along with the gift of
the lover, the King's son; and I think thou wilt find it of avail
before many days are gone by.'  Therewith she took from her pouch a
strong sharp knife, and drew it from the sheath, and flashed it in the
afternoon sun, and gave it to me; and I took it and laid it in my bosom
and thanked her; for I thought that I understood her meaning, and how
it would avail me.  Then I went driving my goats home speedily, so that
the sun was barely set when I came to the garth; and a great horror
rather than a fear of my mistress was on me; and lo! she stood in the
door of the house gazing down the garth and the woodland beyond, as
though she were looking for my coming: and when her eyes lighted on me,
she scowled, and drew her lips back from her teeth and clenched her
hands with fury, though there was nought in them; and she was a tall
and strong woman, though now growing somewhat old: but as for me, I had
unsheathed the carline's gift before I came to the garth, and now I
held it behind my back in my left hand.

"I had stayed my feet some six paces from the threshold, and my heart
beat quick, but the sick fear and cowering had left me, though the
horror of her grew in my heart.  My goats had all gone off quietly to
their house, and there was nothing betwixt me and her.  In clearing
from my sleeve the arm of me which held the knife, the rough clasp
which fastened my raiment together at the shoulder had given way, and
the cloth had fallen and left my bosom bare, so that I knew that the
collar was clearly to be seen.  So we stood a moment, and I had no
words, but she spake at last in a hard, snarling voice, such as she
oftenest used to me, but worse.

"'Now at last the time has come when thou art of no more use to me; for
I can see thee what thou hast got for thyself.  But know now that thou
hast not yet drunk of the Well at the World's End, and that it will not
avail thee to flee out of this wood; for as long as I live thou wilt
not be able to get out of reach of my hand; and I shall live long: I
shall live long.  Come, then, and give thyself up to me, that I may
deal with thee as I threatened when I slew thy friend the white goat;
for, indeed, I knew then that it would come to this.'

"She had but twice or thrice spoken to me so many words together as
this; but I answered never a word, but stood watching her warily.  And
of a sudden she gave forth a dreadful screaming roar, wherewith all the
wood rang again, and rushed at me; but my hand came from behind my
back, and how it was I know not, but she touched me not till the blade
had sunk into her breast, and she fell across my feet, her right hand
clutching my raiment.  So I loosed her fingers from the cloth,
shuddering with horror the while, and drew myself away from her and
stood a little aloof, wondering what should happen next.  And indeed I
scarce believed but she would presently rise up from the ground and
clutch me in her hands, and begin the tormenting of me.  But she moved
no more, and the grass all about her was reddened with her blood; and
at last I gathered heart to kneel down beside her, and found that she
no more breathed than one of those conies or partridges which I had
been used to slay for her.

"Then I stood and considered what I should do, and indeed I had been
pondering this all the way from the Dale thereto, in case I should
escape my mistress.  So I soon made up my mind that I would not dwell
in that house even for one night; lest my mistress should come to me
though dead, and torment me.  I went into the house while it was yet
light, and looked about the chamber, and saw three great books there
laid on the lectern, but durst not have taken them even had I been able
to carry them; nor durst I even to look into them, for fear that some
spell might get to work in them if they were opened; but I found a rye
loaf whereof I had eaten somewhat in the morning, and another
untouched, and hanging to a horn of the lectern I found the necklace
which my mistress had taken from the dead woman.  These I put into my
scrip, and as to the necklace, I will tell thee how I bestowed it later
on.  Then I stepped out into the twilight which was fair and golden,
and full fain I was of it.  Then I drove the goats out of their house
and went my way towards the Dale of Lore, and said to myself that the
carline would teach me what further to do, and I came there before the
summer dark had quite prevailed, and slept sweetly and softly amongst
my goats after I had tethered them in the best of the pasture."



CHAPTER 5

Yet More of the Lady's Story


"Lo thou, beloved," she said, "thou hast seen me in the wildwood with
little good quickened in me:  doth not thine heart sink at the thought
of thy love and thy life given over to the keeping of such an one?"  He
smiled in her face, and said: "Belike thou hast done worse than all
thou hast told me: and these days past I have wondered often what there
was in the stories which they of the Burg had against thee: yet sooth
to say, they told little of what thou hast done: no more belike than
being their foe."  She sighed and said: "Well, hearken; yet shall I not
tell thee every deed that I have been partaker in.

"I sat in the Dale that next day and was happy, though I longed to see
that fair man again:  sooth to say, since my mistress was dead,
everything seemed fairer to me, yea even mine own face, as I saw it in
the pools of the stream, though whiles I wondered when I should have
another mistress, and how she would deal with me; and ever I said I
would ask the carline when she came again to me.  But all that day she
came not:  nor did I marvel thereat.  But when seven days passed and
still she came not, I fell to wondering what I should do:  for my bread
was all gone, and I durst not go back to the house to fetch meal;
though there was store of it there.  Howbeit, I drank of the milk of
the goats, and made curds thereof with the woodland roots, and ate of
the wood-berries like as thou hast done, friend, e'en now.  And it was
easier for me to find a livelihood in the woods than it had been for
most folk, so well as I knew them.  So wore the days, and she came not,
and I began to think that I should see the wise carline no more, as
indeed fell out at that time; and the days began to hang heavy on my
hands, and I fell to thinking of that way to the west and the peopled
parts, whereof the carline had told me; and whiles I went out of the
Dale and went away hither and thither through the woods, and so far,
that thrice I slept away out of the Dale: but I knew that the peopled
parts would be strange to me and I feared to face them all alone.

"Thus wore the days till July was on the wane, and on a morning early I
awoke with unwonted sounds in mine ears; and when my eyes were fairly
open I saw a man standing over me and a white horse cropping the grass
hard by.  And my heart was full and fain, and I sprang to my feet and
showed him a smiling happy face, for I saw at once that it was that
fair man come back again.  But lo! his face was pale and worn, though
he looked kindly on me, and he said:  'O my beloved, I have found thee,
but I am faint with hunger and can speak but little.' And even
therewith he sank down on the grass.  But I bestirred myself, and gave
him milk of my goats, and curds and berries, and the life came into him
again, and I sat down by him and laid his head in my lap, and he slept
a long while; and when he awoke (and it was towards sunset) he kissed
my hands and my arms, and said to me:  'Fair child, perhaps thou wilt
come with me now; and even if thou art a thrall thou mayest flee with
me; for my horse is strong and fat, though I am weak, for he can make
his dinner on the grass.'

"Then he laughed and I no less; but I fed him with my poor victual
again, and as he ate I said:  'I am no mistress's thrall now; for the
evening of the day whereon I saw thee I slew her, else had she slain
me.' 'The saints be praised,' said he:  'Thou wilt come with me, then?'
'O yea,' said I. Then I felt shamefaced and I reddened; but I said: 'I
have abided here many days for a wise woman who hath taught me many
things; but withal I hoped that thou wouldst come also.'

"Then he put his arms about my shoulders and loved me much; but at last
he said:  'Yet is it now another thing than that which I looked for,
when I talked of setting thee by me on the golden throne.  For now am I
a beaten man; I have failed of that I sought, and suffered shame and
hunger and many ills.  Yet ever I thought that I might find thee here
or hereby.' Then a thought came into my mind, and I said:  'Else maybe
thou hadst found what thou soughtest, and overcome the evil things.'
'Maybe,' he said; 'it is now but a little matter.'"

"As for me, I could have no guess at what were the better things he had
meant for me, and my heart was full of joy, and all seemed better than
well.  And we talked together long till the day was gone.  Then we
kissed and embraced each other in the Dale of Lore, and the darkness of
summer seemed but short for our delight."



CHAPTER 6

The Lady Tells Somewhat of Her Doings After She Left the Wilderness


Ralph stayed her speech now, and said:  "When I asked of thee in the
Land of Abundance, there were some who seemed to say that thou hast let
more men love thee than one: and it was a torment to me to think that
even so it might be.  But now when thine own mouth telleth me of one of
them it irks me little.  Dost thou think it little-hearted in me?"

"O friend," she said, "I see that so it is with thee that thou wouldst
find due cause for loving me, whatever thou foundest true of me.  Or
dost thou deem that I was another woman in those days?  Nay, I was not:
I can see myself still myself all along the way I have gone." She was
silent a little, and then she said:  "Fear not, I will give thee much
cause to love me.  But now I know thy mind the better, I shall tell
thee less of what befell me after I left the wilderness; for whatever I
did and whatever I endured, still it was always I myself that was
there, and it is me that thou lovest.  Moreover, my life in the
wilderness is a stranger thing to tell thee of than my dealings with
the folk, and with Kings and Barons and Knights.  But thereafter thou
shalt hear of me what tales thou wilt of these matters, as the days and
the years pass over our heads.

"Now on the morrow we would not depart at once, because there we had
some victual, and the king's son was not yet so well fed as he should
be; so we abode in that fair place another day, and then we went our
ways westward, according to the rede of the carline; and it was many
days before we gat us out of the wilderness, and we were often hard put
to it for victual; whiles I sat behind my knight a-horseback, whiles he
led the beast while I rode alone, and not seldom I went afoot, and that
nowise slowly, while he rode the white horse, for I was as light-foot
then as now.

"And of the way we went I will tell thee nought as now, because sure it
is that if we both live, thou and I shall tread that road together, but
with our faces turned the other way; for it is the road from the Well
at the World's End, where I myself have been, or else never had thine
eyes fallen on me."

Ralph said, "Even so much I deemed by reading in the book; yet it was
not told clearly that thou hadst been there." "Yea," she said, because
the said book was made not by my friends but my foes, and they would
have men deem that my length of days and the endurance of my beauty and
never-dying youth of my heart came from evil and devilish sources; and
if thou wilt trust my word it is not so, for in the Well at the World's
End is no evil, but only the Quenching of Sorrow, and Clearing of the
Eyes that they may behold.  And how good it is that they look on thee
now.  And moreover, the history of that book is partly false of
intention and ill-will, and partly a confused medley of true and false,
which has come of mere chance-hap.

"Hearken now," she said, "till I tell thee in few words what befell me
before I came to drink the Water of the Well.  After we had passed long
deserts of wood and heath, and gone through lands exceeding evil and
perilous, and despaired of life for the horror of those places, and
seen no men, we came at last amongst a simple folk who dealt kindly
with us, yea, and more.  These folk seemed to me happy and of good
wealth, though to my lord they seemed poor and lacking of the goods of
the world.  Forsooth, by that time we lacked more than they, for we
were worn with cold and hunger, and hard life: though for me, indeed,
happy had been the days of my wayfaring, but my lord remembered the
days of his riches and the kingdom of his father, and the worship of
mighty men, and all that he had promised me on the happy day when I
first beheld him: so belike he was scarce so happy as I was.

"It was springtime when we came to that folk; for we had worn through
the autumn and winter in getting clear of the wilderness.  Not that the
way was long, as I found out afterwards, but that we went astray in the
woodland, and at last came out of it into a dreadful stony waste which
we strove to cross thrice, and thrice were driven back into the
greenwood by thirst and hunger; but the fourth time, having gotten us
store of victual by my woodcraft, we overpassed it and reached the
peopled country.

"Yea, spring was on the earth, as we, my lord and I, came down from the
desolate stony heaths, and went hand and hand across the plain, where
men and women of that folk were feasting round about the simple roofs
and woodland halls which they had raised there.  Then they left their
games and sports and ran to us, and we walked on quietly, though we
knew not whether the meeting was to be for death or life.  But that
kind folk gathered round us, and asked us no story till they had fed
us, and bathed us, and clad us after their fashion.  And then, despite
the nakedness and poverty wherein they had first seen us, they would
have it that we were gods sent down to them from the world beyond the
mountains by their fathers of old time; for of Holy Church, and the
Blessed Trinity, and the Mother of God they knew no more than did I at
that time, but were heathen, as the Gentiles of yore agone.  And even
when we put all that Godhood from us, and told them as we might and
could what we were (for we had no heart to lie to such simple folk),
their kindness abated nothing, and they bade us abide there, and were
our loving friends and brethren.

"There in sooth had I been content to abide till eld came upon me, but
my lord would not have it so, but longed for greater things for me.
Though in sooth to me it seemed as if his promise of worship of me by
the folk had been already fulfilled; for when we had abided there some
while, and our beauty, which had been marred by the travail of our
way-faring, had come back to us in full, or it maybe increased
somewhat, they did indeed deal with us with more love than would most
men with the saints, were they to come back on the earth again; and
their children would gather round about me and make me a partaker of
their sports, and be loth to leave me; and the faces of their old folk
would quicken and gladden when I drew nigh: and as for their young men,
it seemed of them that they loved the very ground that my feet trod on,
though it grieved me that I could not pleasure some of them in such
wise as they desired.  And all this was soft and full of delight for my
soul: and I, whose body a little while ago had been driven to daily
toil with evil words and stripes, and who had known not what words of
thanks and praise might mean!

"But so it must be that we should depart, and the kind folk showed us
how sore their hearts were of our departure, but they gainsaid us in
nowise, but rather furthered us all they might, and we went our ways
from them riding on horned neat (for they knew not of horses), and
driving one for a sumpter beast before us; and they had given us bows
and arrows for our defence, and that we might get us venison.

"It is not to be said that we did not encounter perils; but thereof I
will tell thee naught as now.  We came to other peoples, richer and
mightier than these, and I saw castles, and abbies, and churches, and
walled towns, and wondered at them exceedingly.  And in these places
folk knew of the kingdom of my lord and his father, and whereas they
were not of his foes (who lay for the more part on the other side of
his land), and my lord could give sure tokens of what he was, we were
treated with honour and worship, and my lord began to be himself again,
and to bear him as a mighty man.  And here to me was some gain in that
poverty and nakedness wherewith we came out of the mountains and the
raiment of the simple folk; for had I been clad in my poor cloth and
goat-skins of the House of the Sorcerer, and he in his brave attire and
bright armour, they would have said, it is a thrall that he is assotted
of, and would have made some story and pretence of taking me from him;
but they deemed me a great lady indeed, and a king's daughter,
according to the tale that he told them.  Forsooth many men that saw me
desired me beyond measure, and assuredly some great proud man or other
would have taken me from my lord, but that they feared the wrath of his
father, who was a mighty man indeed.

"Yea, one while as we sojourned by a certain town but a little outside
the walls, a certain young man, a great champion and exceeding
masterful, came upon me with his squires as I was walking in the
meadows, and bore me off, and would have taken me to his castle, but
that my lord followed with a few of the burghers, and there was a
battle fought, wherein my lord was hurt; but the young champion he
slew; and I cannot say but I was sorry of his death, though glad of my
deliverance.

"Again, on a time we guested in a great baron's house, who dealt so
foully by us that he gave my lord a sleeping potion in his good-night
cup, and came to me in the dead night and required me of my love; and I
would not, and he threatened me sorely, and called me a thrall and a
castaway that my lord had picked up off the road: but I gat a knife in
my hand and was for warding myself when I saw that my lord might not
wake:  so the felon went away for that time.  But on the morrow came
two evil men into the hall whom he had suborned, and bore false witness
that I was a thrall and a runaway.  So that the baron would have held
me there (being a mighty man) despite my lord and his wrath and his
grief, had not a young knight of his house been, who swore that he
would slay him unless he let us go; and whereas there were other
knights and squires there present who murmured, the baron was in a way
compelled.  So we departed, and divers of the said knights and squires
went with us to see us safe on the way.

"But this was nigh to the kingdom of my lord's father, and that felon
baron I came across again, and he was ever after one of my worst foes.

"Moreover, that young champion who had first stood up in the hall rode
with us still, when the others had turned back; and I soon saw of him
that he found it hard to keep his eyes off me; and that also saw my
lord, and it was a near thing that they did not draw sword thereover:
yet was that knight no evil man, but good and true, and I was
exceedingly sorry for him; but I could not help him in the only way he
would take help of me.

"Lo you, my friend, the beginnings of evil in those long past days, and
the seeds of ill-hap sown in the field of my new life even before the
furrow was turned.

"Well, we came soon into my lord's country, and fair and rich and
lovely was it in those days; free from trouble and unpeace, a happy
abode for the tillers of the soil, and the fashioners of wares.  The
tidings had gone to the king that my lord was come back, and he came to
meet him with a great company of knights and barons, arrayed in the
noblest fashion that such folk use; so that I was bewildered with their
glory, and besought my lord to let me fall back out of the way, and
perchance he might find me again.  But he bade me ride on his right
hand, for that I was the half of his life and his soul, and that my
friends were his friends and my foes his foes.

"Then there came to me an inkling of the things that should befall, and
I saw that the sweet and clean happiness of my new days was marred, and
had grown into something else, and I began to know the pain of strife
and the grief of confusion:  but whereas I had not been bred
delicately, but had endured woes and griefs from my youngest days, I
was not abashed, but hardened my heart to face all things, even as my
lord strove to harden his heart:  for, indeed, I said to myself that if
I was to him as the half of his life, he was to me little less than the
whole of my life.

"It is as if it had befallen yesterday, my friend, that I call to mind
how we stood beside our horses in the midst of the ring of great men
clad in gold and gleaming with steel, in the meadow without the gates,
the peace and lowly goodliness whereof with its flocks and herds
feeding, and husbandmen tending the earth and its increase, that great
and noble array had changed so utterly.  There we stood, and I knew
that the eyes of all those lords and warriors were set upon me
wondering.  But the love of my lord and the late-learned knowledge of
my beauty sustained me.  Then the ring of men opened, and the king came
forth towards us; a tall man and big, of fifty-five winters, goodly of
body and like to my lord to look upon.  He cast his arms about my lord,
and kissed him and embraced him, and then stood a little aloof from him
and said: 'Well, son, hast thou found it, the Well at the World's End?'

"'Yea,' said my lord, and therewith lifted my hand to his lips and
kissed it, and I looked the king in his face, and his eyes were turned
to me, but it was as if he were looking through me at something behind
me.

"Then he said:  'It is good, son:  come home now to thy mother and thy
kindred.'  Then my lord turned to me while the king took no heed, and
no man in the ring of knights moved from his place, and he set me in
the saddle, and turned about to mount, and there came a lord from the
ring of men gloriously bedight, and he bowed lowly before my lord, and
held his stirrup for him: but lightly he leapt up into the saddle, and
took my reins and led me along with him, so that he and the king and I
went on together, and all the baronage and their folk shouted and
tossed sword and spear aloft and followed after us.  And we left the
meadow quiet and simple again, and rode through the gate of the king's
chief city, wherein was his high house and his castle, the
dwelling-place of his kindred from of old."



CHAPTER 7

The Lady Tells of the Strife and Trouble That Befell After Her Coming
to the Country of the King's Son


"When we came to the King's House, my lord followed his father into the
hall, where sat his mother amongst her damsels: she was a fair woman,
and looked rather meek than high-hearted; my lord led me up to her, and
she embraced and kissed him and caressed him long; then she turned
about to me and would have spoken to me, but the king, who stood behind
us, scowled on her, and she forebore; but she looked me on somewhat
kindly, and yet as one who is afeard.

"Thus it went for the rest of the day, and my lord had me to sit beside
him in the great hall when the banquet was holden, and I ate and drank
with him and beheld all the pageants by his side, and none meddled with
me either to help or to hinder, because they feared the king.  Yet many
eyes I saw that desired my beauty.  And so when night came, he took me
to his chamber and his bed, as if I were his bride new wedded, even as
it had been with us on the grass of the wilderness and the bracken of
the wildwood.  And then, at last, he spake to me of our case, and bade
me fear not, for that a band of his friends, all-armed, was keeping
watch and ward in the cloister without.  And when I left the chamber on
the morrow's morn, there were they yet, all in bright armour, and
amongst them the young knight who had delivered me from the felon
baron, and he looked mournfully at me, so that I was sorry for his
sorrow.

"And I knew now that the king was minded to slay me, else had he bidden
thrust me from my lord's side.

"So wore certain days; and on the seventh night, when we were come into
our chamber, which was a fair as any house outside of heaven, my lord
spake to me in a soft voice, and bade me not do off my raiment.  'For,'
said he, 'this night we must flee the town, or we shall be taken and
cast into prison to-morrow; for thus hath my father determined.' I
kissed him and clung to him, and he no less was good to me.  And when
it was the dead of night we escaped out of our window by a knotted rope
which he had made ready, and beneath was the city wall; and that
company of knights, amongst whom was the young knight abovesaid, had
taken a postern thereby, and were abiding us armed and with good
horses.  So we came into the open country, and rode our ways with the
mind to reach a hill-castle of one of those young barons, and to hold
ourselves there in despite of the king.  But the king had been as wary
as we were privy, and no less speedy than we; and he was a mighty and
deft warrior, and he himself followed us on the spur with certain of
his best men-at-arms. And they came upon us as we rested in a woodside
not far from our house of refuge: and the king stood by to see the
battle with his sword in his sheath, but soon was it at an end, for
though our friends fought valiantly, they were everyone slain or hurt,
and but few escaped with bare life; but that young man who loved me so
sorely crept up to me grievously hurt, and I did not forbear to kiss
him once on the face, for I deemed I should soon die also, and his
blood stained my sleeve and my wrist, but he died not as then, but
lived to be a dear friend to me for long.

"So we, my lord and I, were led back to the city, and he was held in
ward and I was cast into prison with chains and hunger and stripes.
And the king would have had me lie there till I perished, that I might
be forgotten utterly; but there were many of the king's knights who
murmured at this, and would not forget me; so the king being
constrained, had me brought forth to be judged by his bishops of
sorcery for the beguiling of my lord.  Long was the tale to me then,
but I will not make it long for thee; as was like to be, I was brought
in guilty of sorcery, and doomed to be burned in the Great Square in
three days time.

"Nay, my friend, thou hast no need to look so troubled; for thou seest
that I was not burned.  This is the selfsame body that was tied to the
stake in the market place of the king's city many a year ago.

"For the friends of my lord, young men for the most part, and many who
had been fain to be my friends also, put on their armour, and took my
lord out of the courteous prison wherein he was, and came to the Great
Square whenas I stood naked in my smock bound amid the <DW19>s; and I
saw the sheriffs' men give back, and great noise and rumour rise up
around me:  and then all about me was a clear space for a moment and I
heard the tramp of the many horse-hoofs, and the space was full of
weaponed men shouting, and crying out, 'Life for our Lord's Lady!'
Then a minute, and I was loose and in my lord's arms, and they brought
me a horse and I mounted, lest the worst should come and we might have
to flee.  So I could see much of what went on; and I saw that all the
unarmed folk and lookers-on were gone, but at our backs was a great
crowd of folk with staves and bows who cried out, 'Life for the Lady!'
But before us was naught but the sheriffs' sergeants and a company of
knights and men-at-arms, about as many as we were, and the king in
front of them, fully armed, his face hidden by his helm, and a royal
surcoat over his hauberk beaten with his bearing, to wit, a silver
tower on a blue sky bestarred with gold.

"And now I could see that despite the bills and bows behind us the king
was going to fall on with his folk; and to say sooth I feared but
little and my heart rose high within me, and I wished I had a sword in
my hand to strike once for life and love.  But lo! just as the king was
raising his sword, and his trumpet was lifting the brass to his lips,
came a sound of singing, and there was come the Bishop and the Abbot of
St. Peter's and his monks with him, and cross bearers and readers and
others of the religious: and the Bishop bore in his hand the Blessed
Host (as now I know it was) under a golden canopy, and he stood between
the two companies and faced the king, while his folk sang loud and
sweet about him.

"Then the spears went up and from the rest, and swords were sheathed,
and there went forth three ancient knights from out of the king's host
and came up to him and spake with him.  Then he gat him away unto his
High House; and the three old knights came to our folk, and spake with
the chiefs; but not with my lord, and I heard not what they said.  But
my lord came to me in all loving-kindness and brought me into the house
of one of the Lineage, and into a fair chamber there, and kissed me,
and made much of me; and brought me fair raiment and did it on me with
his own hands, even as his wont was to be for my tire-maiden.

"Then in a little while came those chiefs of ours and said that truce
had been hanselled them for this time, but on these terms, that my lord
and I and all those who had been in arms, and whosoever would, that
feared the king's wrath, should have leave to depart from his city so
that they went and abode no nearer than fifty miles thereof till they
should know his further pleasure.  Albeit that whosoever would go home
peaceably might abide in the city still and need not fear the king's
wrath if he stirred no further: but that in any case the Sorceress
should get her gone from those walls.

"So we rode out of the gates that very day before sunset; for it was
now midsummer again, and it was three hours before noon that I was to
have been burned; and we were a gallant company of men-at-arms and
knights; yet did I be-think me of those who were slain on that other
day when we were taken, and fain had I been that they were riding with
us; but at least that fair young man was in our company, though still
weak with his hurts: for the prison and the process had worn away
wellnigh two months.  True it is that I rejoiced to see him, for I had
deemed him dead.

"Dear friend, I pray thy pardon if I weary thee with making so long a
tale of my friends of the past days; but needs must I tell thee
somewhat of them, lest thou love that which is not.  Since truly it is
myself that I would have thee to love, and none other.

"Many folk gathered to us as we rode our ways to a town which was my
lord's own, and where all men were his friends, so that we came there
with a great host and sat down there in no fear of what the king might
do against us.  There was I duly wedded to my lord by a Bishop of Holy
Church, and made his Lady and Queen; for even so he would have it.

"And now began the sore troubles of that land, which had been once so
peaceful and happy; the tale whereof I may one day tell thee; or rather
many tales of what befell me therein; but not now; for the day weareth;
and I still have certain things that I must needs tell thee.

"We waged war against each other, my lord and the king, and whiles one,
and whiles the other overcame.  Either side belike deemed that one
battle or two would end the strife; but so it was not, but it endured
year after year, till fighting became the chief business of all in the
land.

"As for me, I had many tribulations.  Thrice I fled from the stricken
field with my lord to hide in some stronghold of the mountains.  Once
was I taken of the foemen in the town where I abode when my lord was
away from me, and a huge slaughter of innocent folk was made, and I was
cast into prison and chains, after I had seen my son that I had borne
to my lord slain before mine eyes.  At last we were driven clean out of
the Kingdom of the Tower, and abode a long while, some two years, in
the wilderness, living like outlaws and wolves' heads, and lifting the
spoil for our livelihood.  Forsooth of all the years that I abode about
the Land of Tower those were the happiest.  For we robbed no poor folk
and needy, but rewarded them rather, and drave the spoil from rich men
and lords, and hard-hearted chapmen-folk: we ravished no maid of the
tillers, we burned no cot, and taxed no husbandman's croft or acre, but
defended them from their tyrants.  Nevertheless we gat an ill name wide
about through the kingdoms and cities; and were devils and witches to
the boot of thieves and robbers in the mouths of these men; for when
the rich man is hurt his wail goeth heavens high, and none may say he
heareth not.

"Now it was at this time that I first fell in with the Champions of the
Dry Tree; for they became our fellows and brothers in arms in the
wildwood: for they had not as yet builded their stronghold of the
Scaur, whereas thou and I shall be in two days time.  Many a wild deed
did our folk in their company, and many that had been better undone.
Whiles indeed they went on journeys wherein we were not partakers, as
when they went to the North and harried the lands of the Abbot of
Higham, and rode as far even as over the Downs to Bear Castle and
fought a battle there with the Captain of Higham: whereas we went never
out of the Wood Perilous to the northward; and lifted little save in
the lands of our own proper foemen, the friends of the king.

"Now I say not of the men of the Dry Tree that they were good and
peaceable men, nor would mercy hold their hands every while that they
were hard bestead and thrust into a corner.  Yet I say now and once for
all that their fierceness was and is but kindness and pity when set
against the cruelty of the Burg of the Four Friths; men who have no
friend to love, no broken foe to forgive, and can scarce be kind even
to themselves: though forsooth they be wise men and cautelous and well
living before the world, and wealthy and holy."

She stayed her speech a while, and her eyes glittered in her flushed
face and she set her teeth; and she was as one beside herself till
Ralph kissed her feet, and caressed her, and she went on again.

"Dear friend, when thou knowest what these men are and have been thou
wilt bless thy friend Roger for leading thee forth from the Burg by
night and cloud, whatever else may happen to thee.

"Well, we abode in the wildwood, friends and good fellows from the
first; and that young man, though he loved me ever, was somewhat healed
of the fever of love, and was my faithful friend, in such wise that
neither I nor my lord had aught to find fault with in him.  Meanwhile
we began to grow strong, for many joined us therein who had fled from
their tyrants of the good towns and the manors of the baronage, and at
last in the third year naught would please my lord but we must enter
into the Kingdom of the Tower, and raise his banner in the wealthy
land, and the fair cities.

"Moreover, his father, the King of the Tower, died in his bed in these
days, and no word of love or peace had passed between them since that
morning when I was led out to be burned in the Great Square.

"So we came forth from the forest, we, and the Champions of the Dry
Tree; and made the tale a short one.  For the king, the mighty warrior
and wise man, was dead: and his captains of war, some of them were
dead, and some weary of strife; and those who had been eager in debate
were falling to ask themselves wherefore they had fought and what was
to do that they should still be fighting; and lo! when it came to be
looked into, it was all a matter of the life and death of one woman, to
wit me myself, and why should she not live, why should she not sit upon
the throne with the man who loved her?

"Therefore when at last we came out from the twilight of the woods into
the sunny fields of the Land of the Tower, there was no man to naysay
us; nay, the gates of the strong places flew open before the wind of
our banners, and the glittering of our spears drew the folk together
toward the places of rejoicing.  We entered the master City in triumph,
with the houses hung with green boughs and the maidens casting flowers
before our feet, and I sat a crowned Queen upon the throne high raised
on the very place where erst I stood awaiting the coming of the torch
to the <DW19>s which were to consume me.

"There then began the reign of the Woman of the Waste; for so it was,
that my lord left to my hands the real ruling of the kingdom, though he
wore the crown and set the seal to parchments.  As to them of the Dry
Tree, though some few of them abode in the kingdom, and became great
there, the more part of them went back to the wildwood and lived the
old life of the Wood, as we had found them living it aforetime.  But or
ever they went, the leaders of them came before me, and kissed my feet,
and with tears and prayers besought me, and bade me that if aught fell
amiss to me there, I should come back to them and be their Lady and
Queen; and whereas these wild men loved me well, and I deemed that I
owed much to their love and their helping, I promised them and swore to
them by the Water of the Well at the World's End that I would do no
less than they prayed me: albeit I set no term or year for the day that
I would come to them.

"And now my lord and I, we set ourselves to heal the wounds which war
had made in the land:  and hard was the work, and late the harvest; so
used had men become to turmoil and trouble.  Moreover, there were many,
and chiefly the women who had lost husband, lover, son or brother, who
laid all their griefs on my back; though forsooth how was I guilty of
the old king's wrath against me, which was the cause of all?  About
this time my lord had the Castle of Abundance built up very fairly for
me and him to dwell in at whiles; and indeed we had before that dwelt
at a little manor house that was there, when we durst withdraw a little
from the strife; but now he had it done as fair as ye saw it, and had
those arras cloths made with the story of my sojourn in the wilderness,
even as ye saw them.  But the days and the years wore, and wealth came
back to the mighty of the land, and fields flourished and the acres
bore increase, and fair houses were builded in the towns; and the land
was called happy again.

"But for me I was not so happy:  and I looked back fondly to the days
of the greenwood and the fellowship of the Dry Tree, and the days
before that, of my flight with my lord.  And moreover with the wearing
of the years those murmurs against me and the blind causeless hatred
began to grow again, and chiefly methinks because I was the king, and
my lord the king's cloak: but therewith tales concerning me began to
spring up, how that I was not only a sorceress, but even one foredoomed
from of old and sent by the lords of hell to wreck that fair Land of
the Tower and make it unhappy and desolate.  And the tale grew and
gathered form, till now, when the bloom of my beauty was gone, I heard
hard and fierce words cried after me in the streets when I fared
abroad, and that still chiefly by the women:  for yet most men looked
on me with pleasure.  Also my counsellors and lords warned me often
that I must be wary and of great forbearance if trouble were to be kept
back.

"Now amidst these things as I was walking pensively in my garden one
summer day, it was told me that a woman desired to see me, so I bade
them bring her.  And when she came I looked on her, and deemed that I
had seen her aforetime:  she was not old, but of middle age, of dark
red hair, and brown eyes somewhat small: not a big woman, but well
fashioned of body, and looking as if she had once been exceeding dainty
and trim.  She spake, and again I seemed to have heard her voice
before:  'Hail, Queen,' she said, 'it does my heart good to see thee
thus in thy glorious estate.' So I took her greeting; but those tales
of my being but a sending of the Devil for the ruin of that land came
into my mind, and I sent away the folk who were thereby before I said
more to her.  Then she spake again:  'Even so I guessed it would be
that thou wouldst grow great amongst women.'

"But I said, 'What is this? and when have I known thee before-time?'
She smiled and said naught; and my mind went back to those old days,
and I trembled, and the flesh crept upon my bones, lest this should be
the coming back in a new shape of my mistress whom I had slain.  But
the woman laughed, and said, as if she knew my thoughts: 'Nay, it is
not so:  the dead are dead; fear not:  but hast thou forgotten the Dale
of Lore?'

"'Nay,' said I, 'never; and art thou then the carline that learned me
lore?  But if the dead come not back, how do the old grow young again?
for 'tis a score of years since we two sat in the Dale, and I longed
for many things.'

"Said the woman:  'The dead may not drink of the Well at the World's
End; yet the living may, even if they be old; and that blessed water
giveth them new might and changeth their blood, and they are as young
folk for a long while again after they have drunken.' 'And hast thou
drunken?' said I.

"'Yea,' she said; 'but I am minded for another draught.'  I said: 'And
wherefore hast thou come to me, and what shall I give to thee?' She
said, 'I will take no gift of thee as now, for I need it not, though
hereafter I may ask a gift of thee.  But I am to ask this of thee, if
thou wilt be my fellow-farer on the road thither?' 'Yea?' said I, 'and
leave my love and my lord, and my kingship which he hath given me? for
this I will tell thee, that all that here is done, is done by me.'

"'Great is thy Kingship, Lady,' said the woman, and smiled withal.
Then she sat silent a little, and said:  'When six months are worn, it
will be springtide; I will come to thee in the spring days, and know
what thy mind is then.  But now I must depart.' Quoth I:  'Glad shall I
be to talk with thee again; for though thou hast learned me much of
wisdom, yet much more I need; yea, as much as the folk here deem I have
already.' 'Thou shalt have no less,' said the woman.  Then she kissed
my hands and went her ways, and I sat musing still for a long while:
because for all my gains, and my love that I had been loved withal, and
the greatness that I had gotten, there was as it were a veil of
unhappiness wrapped round about my heart.

"So wore the months, and ere the winter had come befell an evil thing,
for my lord, who had loved me so, and taken me out of the wilderness,
died, and was gathered to the fathers, and there was I left alone; for
there was no fruit of my womb by him alive.  My first-born had been
slain by those wretches, and a second son that I bore had died of a
pestilence that war and famine had brought upon the land.  I will not
wear thy soul with words about my grief and sorrow: but it is to be
told that I sat now in a perilous place, and yet I might not step down
from it and abide in that land, for then it was a sure thing, that some
of my foes would have laid hand on me and brought me to judgment for
being but myself, and I should have ended miserably.  So I gat to me
all the strength that I might, and whereas there were many who loved me
still, some for my own sake, and some for the sake of my lord that was,
I endured in good hope that all my days were not done.  Yet I longed
for the coming of the Teacher of Lore; for now I made up my mind that I
would go with her, and seek to the Well at the World's End for weal and
woe.

"She came while April was yet young:  and I need make no long tale of
how we gat us away:  for whereas she was wise in hidden lore, it was no
hard matter for her to give me another semblance than mine own, so that
I might have walked about the streets of our city from end to end, and
none had known me.  So I vanished away from my throne and my kingdom,
and that name and fame of a witch-wife clove to me once and for all,
and spread wide about the cities of folk and the kingdoms, and many are
the tales that have arisen concerning me, and belike some of these thou
hast heard told."

Ralph reddened and said:  "My soul has been vexed by some inkling of
them; but now it is at rest from them for ever."

"May it be so!" she said:  "and now my tale is wearing thin for the
present time.

"Back again went my feet over the ways they had trodden before, though
the Teacher shortened the road much for us by her wisdom.  Once again
what need to tell thee of these ways when thine own eyes shall behold
them as thou wendest them beside me?  Be it enough to say that once
again I came to that little house in the uttermost wilderness, and
there once more was the garth and the goat-house, and the trees of the
forest beyond it, and the wood-lawns and the streams and all the places
and things that erst I deemed I must dwell amongst for ever."

Said Ralph:  "And did the carline keep troth with thee?  Was she not
but luring thee thither to be her thrall?  Or did the book that I read
in the Castle of Abundance but lie concerning thee?"

"She held her troth to me in all wise," said the Lady, "and I was no
thrall of hers, but as a sister, or it may be even as a daughter; for
ever to my eyes was she the old carline who learned me lore in the Dale
of the wildwood.

"But now a long while, years long, we abode in that House of the
Sorceress ere we durst seek further to the Well at the World's End.
And yet meseems though the years wore, they wore me no older; nay, in
the first days at least I waxed stronger of body and fairer than I had
been in the King's Palace in the Land of the Tower, as though some
foretaste of the Well was there for us in the loneliness of the desert;
although forsooth the abiding there amidst the scantiness of
livelihood, and the nakedness, and the toil, and the torment of wind
and weather were as a penance for the days and deeds of our past lives.
What more is to say concerning our lives here, saving this, that in
those days I learned yet more wisdom of the Teacher of Lore, and amidst
that wisdom was much of that which ye call sorcery: as the foreseeing
of things to come, and the sending of dreams or visions, and certain
other matters.  And I may tell thee that the holy man who came to us
last even, I sent him the dream which came to him drowsing, and bade
him come to the helping of Walter the Black:  for I knew that I should
take thy hand and flee with thee this morning e'en as I have done: and
I would fain have a good leech to Walter lest he should die, although I
owe him hatred rather than love.  Now, my friend, tell me, is this an
evil deed, and dost thou shrink from the Sorceress?"

He strained her to his bosom and kissed her mouth, and then he said:
"Yet thou hast never sent a dream to me." She laughed and said:  "What!
hast thou never dreamed of me since we met at the want-way of the Wood
Perilous?" "Never," said he.  She stroked his cheek fondly, and said:
"Young art thou, sweet friend, and sleepest well a-nights. It was
enough that thou thoughtest of me in thy waking hours." Then she went
on with her tale.



CHAPTER 8

The Lady Maketh an End of Her Tale


"Well, my friend, after we had lived thus a long time, we set out one
day to seek to the Well at the World's End, each of us signed and
marked out for the quest by bearing such-like beads as thou and I both
bear upon our necks today.  Once again of all that befell us on that
quest I will tell thee naught as now:  because to that Well have I to
bring thee: though myself, belike, I need not its waters again."

Quoth Ralph:  "And must thou lead me thy very self, mayest thou not
abide in some safe place my going and returning?  So many and sore as
the toils and perils of the way may be." "What!" she said, "and how
shall I be sundered from thee now I have found thee?  Yea, and who
shall lead thee, thou lovely boy?  Shall it be a man to bewray thee, or
a woman to bewray me?  Yet need we not go tomorrow, my beloved, nor for
many days: so sweet as we are to each other.

"But in those past days it was needs must we begin our quest before the
burden of years was over heavy upon us.  Shortly to say it, we found
the Well, and drank of its waters after abundant toil and peril, as
thou mayst well deem.  Then the life and the soul came back to us, and
the past years were as naught to us, and my youth was renewed in me,
and I became as thou seest me to-day. But my fellow was as a woman of
forty summers again, strong and fair as I had seen her when she came
into the garden in the days of my Queenhood, and thus we returned to
the House of the Sorceress, and rested there for a little from our
travel and our joy.

"At last, and that was but some five years ago, the Teacher said to me:
'Sister, I have learned thee all that thine heart can take of me, and
thou art strong in wisdom, and moreover again shall it be with thee, as
I told of thee long ago, that no man shall look on thee that shall not
love thee.  Now I will not seek to see thy life that is coming, nor
what thine end shall be, for that should belike be grievous to both of
us; but this I see of thee, that thou wilt now guide thy life not as I
will, but as thou wilt; and since my way is not thy way, and that I see
thou shalt not long abide alone, now shall we sunder; for I am minded
to go to the most ancient parts of the world, and seek all the
innermost of wisdom whiles I yet live; but with kings and champions and
the cities of folk will I have no more to do: while thou shalt not be
able to refrain from these.  So now I bid thee farewell.'

"I wept at her words, but gainsaid them naught, for I wotted that she
spake but the truth; so I kissed her, and we parted; she went her ways
through the wildwood, and I abode at the House of the Sorceress, and
waited on the wearing of the days.

"But scarce a month after her departure, as I stood by the threshold
one morning amidst of the goats, I saw men come riding from out the
wood; so I abode them, and they came to the gate of the garth and there
lighted down from their horses, and they were three in company; and no
one of them was young, and one was old, with white locks flowing down
from under his helm: for they were all armed in knightly fashion, but
they had naught but white gaberdines over their hauberks, with no
coat-armour or token upon them.  So they came through the garth-gate
and I greeted them and asked them what they would; then the old man
knelt down on the grass before me and said: 'If I were as young as I am
old my heart would fail me in beholding thy beauty:  but now I will ask
thee somewhat:  far away beyond the forest we heard rumours of a woman
dwelling in the uttermost desert, who had drunk of the Well at the
World's End, and was wise beyond measure.  Now we have set ourselves to
seek that woman, and if thou be she, we would ask a question of thy
wisdom.'

"I answered that I was even such as they had heard of, and bade them
ask.

"Said the old man:

"'Fifty years ago, when I was yet but a young man, there was a fair
woman who was Queen of the Land of the Tower and whom we loved sorely
because we had dwelt together with her amidst tribulation in the desert
and the wildwood:  and we are not of her people, but a fellowship of
free men and champions hight the Men of the Dry Tree:  and we hoped
that she would one day come back and dwell with us and be our Lady and
Queen: and indeed trouble seemed drawing anigh her, so that we might
help her and she might become our fellow again, when lo! she vanished
away from the folk and none knew where she was gone.  Therefore a band
of us of the Dry Tree swore an oath together to seek her till we found
her, that we might live and die together: but of that band of one score
and one, am I the last one left that seeketh; for the rest are dead, or
sick, or departed: and indeed I was the youngest of them.  But for
these two men, they are my sons whom I have bred in the knowledge of
these things and in the hope of finding tidings of our Lady and Queen,
if it were but the place where her body lieth.  Thou art wise: knowest
thou the resting place of her bones?"

"When I had heard the tale of the old man I was moved to my inmost
heart, and I scarce knew what to say.  But now this long while fear was
dead in me, so I thought I would tell the very sooth: but I said first:
'Sir, what I will tell, I will tell without beseeching, so I pray thee
stand up.'  So did he, and I said: 'Geoffrey, what became of the white
hind after the banners had left the wildwood'? He stared wild at me,
and I deemed that tears began to come into his eyes; but I said again:
'What betid to dame Joyce's youngest born, the fair little maiden that
we left sick of a fever when we rode to Up-castle?' Still he said
naught but looked at me wondering:  and said: 'Hast thou ever again
seen that great old oak nigh the clearing by the water, the half of
which fell away in the summer-storm of that last July?'

"Then verily the tears gushed out of his eyes, and he wept, for as old
as he was; and when he could master himself he said:  'Who art thou?
Who art thou?  Art thou the daughter of my Lady, even as these are my
sons?' But I said:  'Now will I answer thy first question, and tell
thee that the Lady thou seekest is verily alive; and she has thriven,
for she has drunk of the Well at the World's End, and has put from her
the burden of the years.  O Geoffrey, and dost thou not know me?'  And
I held out my hand to him, and I also was weeping, because of my
thought of the years gone by; for this old man had been that swain who
had nigh died for me when I fled with my husband from the old king; and
he became one of the Dry Tree, and had followed me with kind service
about the woods in the days when I was at my happiest.

"But now he fell on his knees before me not like a vassal but like a
lover, and kissed my feet, and was beside himself for joy.  And his
sons, who were men of some forty summers, tall and warrior-like, kissed
my hands and made obeisance before me.

"Now when we had come to ourselves again, old Geoffrey, who was now
naught but glad, spake and said:  'It is told amongst us that when our
host departed from the Land of the Tower, after thou hadst taken thy
due seat upon the throne, that thou didst promise our chieftains how
thou wouldst one day come back to the fellowship of the Dry Tree and
dwell amongst us.  Wilt thou now hold to thy promise?'  I said:  'O
Geoffrey, if thou art the last of those seekers, and thou wert but a
boy when I dwelt with you of old, who of the Dry Tree is left to
remember me?'  He hung his head awhile then, and spake: 'Old are we
grown, yet art thou fittest to be amongst young folk: unless mine eyes
are beguiled by some semblance which will pass away presently.'  'Nay,'
quoth I, 'it is not so; as I am now, so shall I be for many and many a
day.' 'Well,' said Geoffrey, 'wherever thou mayst be, thou shalt be
Queen of men.'

"'I list not to be Queen again,' said I. He laughed and said: 'I wot
not how thou mayst help it.'

"I said:  'Tell me of the Dry Tree, how the champions have sped, and
have they grown greater or less.'  Said he: 'They are warriors and
champions from father to son; therefore have they thriven not over
well; yet they have left the thick of the wood, and built them a great
castle above the little town hight Hampton; so that is now called
Hampton under Scaur, for upon the height of the said Scaur is our
castle builded: and there we hold us against the Burg of the Four
Friths which hath thriven greatly; there is none so great as the Burg
in all the lands about.'

"I said:  'And the Land of the Tower, thriveth the folk thereof at
all?' 'Nay,' he said, 'they have been rent to pieces by folly and war
and greediness:  in the Great City are but few people, grass grows in
its streets; the merchants wend not the ways that lead thither.  Naught
thriveth there since thou stolest thyself away from them.'

"'Nay,' I said, 'I fled from their malice, lest I should have been
brought out to be burned once more; and there would have been none to
rescue then.' 'Was it so?' said old Geoffrey; 'well it is all one now;
their day is done.'

"'Well,' I said, 'come into my house, and eat and drink therein and
sleep here to-night, and to-morrow I shall tell thee what I will do.'

"Even so they did; and on the morrow early I spake to Geoffrey and
said: 'What hath befallen the Land of Abundance, and the castle my lord
built for me there; which we held as our refuge all through the War of
the Tower, both before we joined us to you in the wildwood, and
afterwards?'  He said: 'It is at peace still; no one hath laid hand on
it; there is a simple folk dwelling there in the clearing of the wood,
which forgetteth thee not; though forsooth strange tales are told of
thee there; and the old men deem that it is but a little since thou
hast ceased to come and go there; and they are ready to worship thee as
somewhat more than the Blessed Saints, were it not for the Fathers of
the Thorn who are their masters.'

"I pondered this a while, and then said:  'Geoffrey, ye shall bring me
hence away to the peopled parts, and on the way, or when we are come
amongst the cities and the kingdoms, we will settle it whither I shall
go.  See thou!  I were fain to be of the brotherhood of the Dry Tree;
yet I deem it will scarce be that I shall go and dwell there
straightway.'

"Therewith the old man seemed content; and indeed now that the first
joy of our meeting, when his youth sprang up in him once more, was
over, he found it hard to talk freely with me, and was downcast and shy
before me, as if something had come betwixt us, which had made our
lives cold to each other.

"So that day we left the House of the Sorceress, which I shall not see
again, till I come there hand in hand with thee, beloved.  When we came
to the peopled parts, Geoffrey and his sons brought me to the Land of
Abundance, and I found it all as he had said to me: and I took up my
dwelling in the castle, and despised not those few folk of the land,
but was kind to them:  but though they praised my gifts, and honoured
me as the saints are honoured, and though they loved me, yet it was
with fear, so that I had little part with them.  There I dwelt then;
and the book which thou didst read there, part true and part false, and
altogether of malice against me, I bought of a monk who came our way,
and who at first was sore afeared when he found that he had come to my
castle.  As to the halling of the Chamber of Dais, I have told thee
before how my lord, the King's Son, did do make it in memory of the
wilderness wherein he found me, and the life of thralldom from which he
brought me.  There I dwelt till nigh upon these days in peace and
quiet: not did I go to the Dry Tree for a long while, though many of
them sought to me there at the Castle of Abundance; and, woe worth the
while!  there was oftenest but one end to their guesting, that of all
gifts, they besought me but of one, which, alack!  I might not give
them: and that is the love that I have given to thee, beloved.--And,
oh! my fear, that it will weigh too light with thee, to win me pardon
of thee for all that thou must needs pardon me, ere thou canst give me
all thy love, that I long for so sorely."



CHAPTER 9

They Go On Their Way Once More


"Look now," she said, "I have held thee so long in talk, that the
afternoon is waning; now is it time for us to be on the way again; not
because I misdoubt me of thy foeman, but because I would take thee to a
fairer dwelling of the desert, and one where I have erst abided; and
moreover, there thou shalt not altogether die of hunger.  See, is it
not as if I had thought to meet thee here?"

"Yea, in good sooth," said he, "I wot that thou canst see the story of
things before they fall."

She laughed and said:  "But all this that hath befallen since I set out
to meet thee at the Castle of Abundance I foresaw not, any more than I
can foresee to-morrow. Only I knew that we must needs pass by the place
whereto I shall now lead thee, and I made provision there.  Lo! now the
marvel slain: and in such wise shall perish other marvels which have
been told of me; yet not all.  Come now, let us to the way."

So they joined hands and left the pleasant place, and were again going
speedily amidst the close pine woods awhile, where it was smooth
underfoot and silent of noises withal.

Now Ralph said:  "Beloved, thou hast told me of many things, but naught
concerning how thou camest to be wedded to the Knight of the Sun, and
of thy dealings with him."

Said she, reddening withal:  "I will tell thee no more than this,
unless thou compel me:  that he would have me wed him, as it were
against my will, till I ceased striving against him, and I went with
him to Sunway, which is no great way from the Castle of Abundance, and
there befell that treason of Walter the Black, who loved me and prayed
for my love, and when I gainsaid him, swore by all that was holy,
before my lord, that it was I who sought his love, and how I had told
and taught him ways of witchcraft, whereby we might fulfill our love,
so that the Baron should keep a wife for another man.  And the Knight
of the Sun, whose heart had been filled with many tales of my wisdom,
true and false, believed his friend whom he loved, and still believeth
him, though he burneth for the love of me now; whereas in those first
days of the treason, he burned with love turned to hatred.  So of this
came that shaming and casting-forth of me.  Whereof I will tell thee
but this, that the brother of my lord, even the tall champion whom thou
hast seen, came upon me presently, when I was cast forth; because he
was coming to see the Knight of the Sun at his home; and he loved me,
but not after the fashion of his brother, but was kind and mild with
me.  So then I went with him to Hampton and the Dry Tree, and great joy
made the folk thereof of my coming, whereas they remembered their
asking of aforetime that I would come to be a Queen over them, and
there have I dwelt ever since betwixt Hampton and the Castle of
Abundance; and that tall champion has been ever as a brother unto me."

Said Ralph, "And thou art their Queen there?"  "Yea," she said, "in a
fashion; yet have they another who is mightier than I, and might, if
she durst, hang me over the battlements of the Scaur, for she is a
fierce and hard woman, and now no longer young in years."

"Is it not so then," said Ralph, "that some of the ill deeds that are
told of thee are of her doing?"

"It is even so," she said, "and whiles when she has spoken the word I
may not be against her openly, therefore I use my wisdom which I have
learned, to set free luckless wights from her anger and malice.  More
by token the last time I did thus was the very night of the day we
parted, after thou hadst escaped from the Burg."

"In what wise was that?" said Ralph.  She said:  "When I rode away from
thee on that happy day of my deliverance by thee, my heart laughed for
joy of the life thou hadst given me, and of thee the giver, and I swore
to myself that I would set free the first captive or death-doomed
creature that I came across, in honour of my pleasure and delight: now
speedily I came to Hampton and the Scaur; for it is not very far from
the want-ways of the wood: and there I heard how four of our folk had
been led away by the men of the Burg, therefore it was clear to me that
I must set these men free if I could; besides, it pleased me to think
that I could walk about the streets of the foemen safely, who had been
but just led thitherward to the slaughter.  Thou knowest how I sped
therein.  But when I came back again to our people, after thou hadst
ridden away from us with Roger, I heard these tidings, that there was
one new-come into our prison, a woman to wit, who had been haled before
our old Queen for a spy and doomed by her, and should be taken forth
and slain, belike, in a day or two.  So I said to myself that I was not
free of my vow as yet, because those friends of mine, I should in any
case have done my best to deliver them: therefore I deemed my oath
bound me to set that woman free.  So in the night-tide when all was
quiet I went to the prison and brought her forth, and led her past all
the gates and wards, which was an easy thing to me, so much as I had
learned, and came with her into the fields betwixt the thorp of Hampton
and the wood, when it was more daylight than dawn, so that I could see
her clearly, and no word as yet had we spoken to each other.  But then
she said to me: 'Am I to be slain here or led to a crueller prison?'
And I said: 'Neither one thing nor the other:  for lo!  I have set thee
free, and I shall look to it that there shall be no pursuit of thee
till thou hast had time to get clear away.'  But she said: 'What thanks
wilt thou have for this?  Wherefore hast thou done it?' And I said, 'It
is because of the gladness I have gotten.' Said she, 'And would that I
might get gladness!' So I asked her what was amiss now that she was
free.  She said: 'I have lost one thing that I loved, and found another
and lost it also.'  So I said:  'Mightest thou not seek for the lost?'
She said, 'It is in this wood, but when I shall find it I shall not
have it.'  'It is love that thou art seeking,' said I. 'In what
semblance is he?'

"What wilt thou, my friend?  Straightway she fell to making a picture
of thee in words; so that I knew that she had met thee, and belike
after I had departed from thee, and my heart was sore thereat; for now
I will tell thee the very truth, that she was a young woman and
exceeding fair, as if she were of pearl all over, and as sweet as
eglantine; and I feared her lest she should meet thee again in these
wildwoods.  And so I asked her what would she, and she said that she
had a mind to seek to the Well at the World's End, which quencheth all
sorrow; and I rejoiced thereat, thinking that she would be far away
from thee, not thinking that thou and I must even meet to seek to it
also.  So I gave her the chaplet which my witch-mistress took from the
dead woman's neck; and went with her into the wildwood, and taught her
wisdom of the way and what she was to do.  And again I say to thee that
she was so sweet and yet with a kind of pity in her both of soul and
body, and wise withal and quiet, that I feared her, though I loved her;
yea and still do: for I deem her better than me, and meeter for thee
and thy love than I be.--Dost thou know her?"

"Yea," said Ralph, "and fair and lovely she is in sooth.  Yet hast thou
naught to do to fear her.  And true it is that I saw her and spake with
her after thou hadst ridden away.  For she came by the want-ways of the
Wood Perilous in the dawn of the day after I had delivered thee; and in
sooth she told me that she looked either for Death, or the Water of the
Well to end her sorrow."

Then he smiled and said; "As for that which thou sayest, that she had
been meeter for me than thou, I know not this word.  For look you,
beloved, she came, and passed, and is gone, but thou art there and
shalt endure."

She stayed, and turned and faced him at that word; and love so consumed
her, that all sportive words failed her; yea and it was as if mirth and
light-heartedness were swallowed up in the fire of her love; and all
thought of other folk departed from him as he felt her tears of love
and joy upon his face, and she kissed and embraced him there in the
wilderness.



CHAPTER 10

Of the Desert-House and the Chamber of Love in the Wilderness


Then in a while they grew sober and went on their ways, and the sun was
westering behind them, and casting long shadows.  And in a little while
they were come out of the thick woods and were in a country of steep
little valleys, grassy, besprinkled with trees and bushes, with hills
of sandstone going up from them, which were often broken into cliffs
rising sheer from the tree-beset bottoms:  and they saw plenteous deer
both great and small, and the wild things seemed to fear them but
little.  To Ralph it seemed an exceeding fair land, and he was as
joyous as it was fair; but the Lady was pensive, and at last she said:
"Thou deemest it fair, and so it is; yet is it the lonesomest of
deserts.  I deem indeed that it was once one of the fairest of lands,
with castles and cots and homesteads all about, and fair people no few,
busy with many matters amongst them.  But now it is all passed away,
and there is no token of a dwelling of man, save it might be that those
mounds we see, as yonder, and yonder again, are tofts of house-walls
long ago sunken into the earth of the valley.  And now few even are the
hunters or way-farers that wend through it."

Quoth Ralph:  "Thou speakest as if there had been once histories and
tales of this pleasant wilderness:  tell me, has it anything to do with
that land about the wide river which we went through, Roger and I, as
we rode to the Castle of Abundance the other day?  For he spoke of
tales of deeds and mishaps concerning it." "Yea," she said, "so it is,
and the little stream that runs yonder beneath those cliffs, is making
its way towards that big river aforesaid, which is called the Swelling
Flood.  Now true it is also that there are many tales about of the wars
and miseries that turned this land into a desert, and these may be true
enough, and belike are true.  But these said tales have become blended
with the story of those aforesaid wars of the Land of the Tower; of
which indeed this desert is verily a part, but was desert still in the
days when I was Queen of the Land; so thou mayst well think that they
who hold me to be the cause of all this loneliness (and belike Roger
thought it was so) have scarce got hold of the very sooth of the
matter."

"Even so I deemed," said Ralph:  "and to-morrow we shall cross the big
river, thou and I. Is there a ferry or a ford there whereas we shall
come, or how shall we win over it?"

She was growing merrier again now, and laughed at this and said: "O
fair boy! the crossing will be to-morrow and not to-day; let to-morrow
cross its own rivers; for surely to-day is fair enough, and fairer
shall it be when thou hast been fed and art sitting by me in rest and
peace till to-morrow morning.  So now hasten yet a little more; and we
will keep the said little stream in sight as well as we may for the
bushes."

So they sped on, till Ralph said:  "Will thy feet never tire, beloved?"
"O child," she said, "thou hast heard my story, and mayst well deem
that they have wrought many a harder day's work than this day's. And
moreover they shall soon rest; for look! yonder is our house for this
even, and till to-morrow's sun is high: the house for me and thee and
none else with us."  And therewith she pointed to a place where the
stream ran in a chain of pools and stickles, and a sheer cliff rose up
some fifty paces beyond it, but betwixt the stream and the cliff was a
smooth table of greensward, with three fair thorn bushes thereon, and
it went down at each end to the level of the river's lip by a green
<DW72>, but amidmost, the little green plain was some ten feet above the
stream, and was broken by a little undercliff, which went down sheer
into the water.  And Ralph saw in the face of the high cliff the mouth
of a cave, however deep it might be.

"Come," said the Lady, "tarry not, for I know that hunger hath hold of
thee, and look, how low the sun is growing!" Then she caught him by the
hand, and fell to running with him to the edge of the stream, where at
the end of the further <DW72> it ran wide and shallow before it entered
into a deep pool overhung with boughs of alder and thorn.  She stepped
daintily over a row of big stones laid in the rippling shallow; and
staying herself in mid-stream on the biggest of them, and gathering up
her gown, looked up stream with a happy face, and then looked over her
shoulder to Ralph and said: "The year has been good to me these
seasons, so that when I stayed here on my way to the Castle of
Abundance, I found but few stones washed away, and crossed wellnigh
dry-shod, but this stone my feet are standing on now, I brought down
from under the cliff, and set it amid-most, and I said that when I
brought thee hither I would stay thereon and talk with thee while I
stood above the freshness of the water, as I am doing now."

Ralph looked on her and strove to answer her, but no words would come
to his lips, because of the greatness of his longing; she looked on him
fondly, and then stooped to look at the ripples that bubbled up about
her shoes, and touched them at whiles; then she said: "See how they
long for the water, these feet that have worn the waste so long, and
know how kind it will run over them and lap about them: but ye must
abide a little, waste-wearers, till we have done a thing or two.  Come,
love!"  And she reached her hand out behind her to Ralph, not looking
back, but when she felt his hand touch it, she stepped lightly over the
other stones, and on to the grass with him, and led him quietly up the
<DW72> that went up to the table of greensward before the cave.  But
when they came on to the level grass she kissed him, and then turned
toward the valley and spake solemnly: "May all blessings light on this
House of the wilderness and this Hall of the Summer-tide, and the
Chamber of Love that here is!"

Then was she silent a while, and Ralph brake not the silence.  Then she
turned to him with a face grown merry and smiling, and said: "Lo! how
the poor lad yearneth for meat, as well he may, so long as the day hath
been.  Ah, beloved, thou must be patient a little.  For belike our
servants have not yet heard of the wedding of us.  So we twain must
feed each the other.  Is that so much amiss?"

He laughed in her face for love, and took her by the wrist, but she
drew her hand away and went into the cave, and came forth anon holding
a copper kettle with an iron bow, and a bag of meal, which she laid at
his feet; then she went into the cave again, and brought forth a flask
of wine and a beaker; then she caught up the little cauldron, which was
well-beaten, and thin and light, and ran down to the stream therewith,
and came up thence presently, bearing it full of water on her head,
going as straight and stately as the spear is seen on a day of tourney,
moving over the barriers that hide the knight, before he lays it in the
rest.  She came up to him and set the water-kettle before him, and put
her hands on his shoulders, and kissed his cheek, and then stepped back
from him and smote her palms together, and said: "Yea, it is well!  But
there are yet more things to do before we rest.  There is the dighting
of the chamber, and the gathering of wood for the fire, and the mixing
of the meal, and the kneading and the baking of cakes; and all that is
my work, and there is the bringing of the quarry for the roast, and
that is thine."

Then she ran into the cave and brought forth a bow and a quiver of
arrows, and said:  "Art thou somewhat of an archer?" Quoth he:  "I
shoot not ill."  "And I," she said, "shoot well, all woodcraft comes
handy to me.  But this eve I must trust to thy skill for my supper.  Go
swiftly and come back speedily.  Do off thine hauberk, and beat the
bushes down in the valley, and bring me some small deer, as roe or hare
or coney.  And wash thee in the pool below the stepping-stones, as I
shall do whiles thou art away, and by then thou comest back, all shall
be ready, save the roasting of the venison."

So he did off his wargear, but thereafter tarried a little, looking at
her, and she said:  "What aileth thee not to go? the hunt's up."  He
said: "I would first go see the rock-hall that is for our chamber
to-night; wilt thou not bring me in thither?"  "Nay," she said, "for I
must be busy about many matters; but thou mayst go by thyself, if thou
wilt."

So he went and stooped down and entered the cave, and found it high and
wide within, and clean and fresh and well-smelling, and the floor of
fine white sand without a stain.

So he knelt down and kissed the floor, and said aloud: "God bless this
floor of the rock-hall whereon my love shall lie to-night!" Then he
arose and went out of the cave, and found the Lady at the entry
stooping down to see what he would do; and she looked on him fondly and
anxiously; but he turned a merry face to her, and caught her round the
middle and strained her to his bosom, and then took the bow and arrows
and ran down the <DW72> and over the stream, into the thicket of the
valley.

He went further than he had looked for, ere he found a prey to his
mind, and then he smote a roe with a shaft and slew her, and broke up
the carcase and dight it duly, and so went his ways back.  When he came
to the stream he looked up and saw a little fire glittering not far
from the cave, but had no clear sight of the Lady, though he thought he
saw her gown fluttering nigh one of the thorn-bushes.  Then he did off
his raiment and entered that pool of the stream, and was glad to bathe
him in the same place where her body had been but of late; for he had
noted that the stones of the little shore were still wet with her feet
where she had gone up from the water.

But now, as he swam and sported in the sun-warmed pool he deemed he
heard the whinnying of a horse, but was not sure, so he held himself
still to listen, and heard no more.  Then he laughed and bethought him
of Falcon his own steed, and dived down under the water; but as he came
up, laughing still and gasping, he heard a noise of the clatter of
horse hoofs, as if some one were riding swiftly up the further side of
the grassy table, where it was stony, as he had noted when they passed
by.

A deadly fear fell upon his heart as he thought of his love left all
alone; so he gat him at once out of the water and cast his shirt over
his head; but while his arms were yet entangled in the sleeves thereof,
came to his ears a great and awful sound of a man's voice roaring out,
though there were no shapen words in the roar.  Then were his arms free
through the sleeves, and he took up the bow and fell to bending it, and
even therewith he heard a great wailing of a woman's voice, and she
cried out, piteously:  "Help me, O help, lovely creature of God!"

Yet must he needs finish bending the bow howsoever his heart died
within him; or what help would there be of a naked and unarmed man?  At
last it was bent and an arrow nocked on the string, as he leapt over
the river and up the <DW72>.

But even as he came up to that pleasant place he saw all in a moment of
time; that there stood Silverfax anigh the Cave's mouth, and the Lady
lying on the earth anigh the horse; and betwixt her and him the Knight
of the Sun stood up stark, his shining helm on his head, the last rays
of the setting sun flashing in the broidered image of his armouries.

He turned at once upon Ralph, shaking his sword in the air (and there
was blood upon the blade) and he cried out in terrible voice:  "The
witch is dead, the whore is dead!  And thou, thief, who hast stolen her
from me, and lain by her in the wilderness, now shalt thou die, thou!"

Scarce had he spoken than Ralph drew his bow to the arrow-head and
loosed; there was but some twenty paces betwixt them, and the shaft,
sped by that fell archer, smote the huge man through the eye into the
brain, and he fell down along clattering, dead without a word more.

But Ralph gave forth a great wail of woe, and ran forward and knelt by
the Lady, who lay all huddled up face down upon the grass, and he
lifted her up and laid her gently on her back.  The blood was flowing
fast from a great wound in her breast, and he tore off a piece of his
shirt to staunch it, but she without knowledge of him breathed forth
her last breath ere he could touch the hurt, and he still knelt by her,
staring on her as if he knew not what was toward.

She had dight her what she could to welcome his return from the
hunting, and had set a wreath of meadow-sweet on her red hair, and a
garland of eglantine about her girdlestead, and left her feet naked
after the pool of the stream, and had turned the bezels of her
finger-rings outward, for joy of that meeting.

After a while he rose up with a most bitter cry, and ran down the green
<DW72> and over the water, and hither and thither amongst the bushes
like one mad, till he became so weary that he might scarce go or stand
for weariness.  Then he crept back again to that Chamber of Love, and
sat down beside his new-won mate, calling to mind all the wasted words
of the day gone by; for the summer night was come now, most fair and
fragrant.  But he withheld the sobbing passion of his heart and put
forth his hand, and touched her, and she was still, and his hand felt
her flesh that it was cold as marble.  And he cried out aloud in the
night and the wilderness, where there was none to hear him, and arose
and went away from her, passing by Silverfax who was standing nearby,
stretching out his head, and whinnying at whiles.  And he sat on the
edge of the green table, and there came into his mind despite himself
thoughts of the pleasant fields of Upmeads, and his sports and
pleasures there, and the even-song of the High House, and the folk of
his fellowship and his love.  And therewith his breast arose and his
face was wryed, and he wept loud and long, and as if he should never
make an end of it.  But so weary was he, that at last he lay back and
fell asleep, and woke not till the sun was high in the heavens.  And so
it was, that his slumber had been so heavy, that he knew not at first
what had befallen; and one moment he felt glad, and the next as if he
should never be glad again, though why he wotted not.  Then he turned
about and saw Silverfax cropping the grass nearby, and the Lady lying
there like an image that could move no whit, though the world awoke
about her.  Then he remembered, yet scarce all, so that wild hopes
swelled his heart, and he rose to his knees and turned to her, and
called to mind that he should never see her alive again, and sobbing
and wailing broke out from him, for he was young and strong, and sorrow
dealt hardly with him.

But presently he arose to his feet and went hither and thither, and
came upon the quenched coals of the cooking-fire: she had baked cakes
for his eating, and he saw them lying thereby, and hunger constrained
him, so he took and ate of them while the tears ran down his face and
mingled with the bread he ate.  And when he had eaten, he felt stronger
and therefore was life more grievous to him, and when he thought what
he should do, still one thing seemed more irksome than the other.

He went down to the water to drink, and passed by the body of the
Knight of the Sun, and wrath was fierce in his heart against him who
had overthrown his happiness.  But when he had drunk and washed hands
and face he came back again, and hardened his heart to do what he must
needs do.  He took up the body of the Lady and with grief that may not
be told of, he drew it into the cave, and cut boughs of trees and laid
them over her face and all her body, and then took great stones from
the scree at that other end of the little plain, and heaped them upon
her till she was utterly hidden by them.  Then he came out on to the
green place and looked on the body of his foe, and said to himself that
all must be decent and in order about the place whereas lay his love.
And he came and stood over the body and said: "I have naught to do to
hate him now:  if he hated me, it was but for a little while, and he
knew naught of me.  So let his bones be covered up from the wolf and
the kite.  Yet shall they not lie alongside of her.  I will raise a
cairn above him here on this fair little plain which he spoilt of all
joy." Therewith he fell to, and straightened his body, and laid his
huge limbs together and closed his eyes and folded his arms over his
breast; and then he piled the stones above him, and went on casting
them on the heap a long while after there was need thereof.

Ralph had taken his raiment from the stream-side and done them on
before this, and now he did on helm and hauberk, and girt his sword to
his side.  Then as he was about leaving the sorrowful place, he looked
on Silverfax, who had not strayed from the little plain, and came up to
him and did off saddle and bridle, and laid them within the cave, and
bade the beast go whither he would.  He yet lingered about the place,
and looked all around him and found naught to help him, and could frame
in his mind no intent of a deed then, nor any tale of a deed he should
do thereafter.  Yet belike in his mind were two thoughts, and though
neither softened his grief save a little, he did not shrink from them
as he did from all others; and these two were of his home at Upmeads,
which was so familiar to him, and of the Well at the World's End, which
was but a word.



CHAPTER 11

Ralph Cometh Out of the Wilderness


Long he stood letting these thoughts run through his mind, but at last
when it was now midmorning, he stirred and gat him slowly down the
green <DW72>, and for very pity of himself the tears brake out from him
as he crossed the stream and came into the bushy valley.  There he
stayed his feet a little, and said to himself:  "And whither then am I
going?" He thought of the Castle of Abundance and the Champions of the
Dry Tree, of Higham, and the noble warriors who sat at the Lord Abbot's
board, and of Upmeads and his own folk:  but all seemed naught to him,
and he thought:  "And how can I go back and bear folk asking me
curiously of my wayfarings, and whether I will do this, that, or the
other thing." Withal he thought of that fair damsel and her sweet mouth
in the hostelry at Bourton Abbas, and groaned when he thought of love
and its ending, and he said within himself:  "and now she is a wanderer
about the earth as I am;" and he thought of her quest, and the chaplet
of dame Katherine, his gossip, which he yet bore on his neck, and he
deemed that he had naught to choose but to go forward and seek that he
was doomed to; and now it seemed to him that there was that one thing
to do and no other.  And though this also seemed to him but weariness
and grief, yet whereas he had ever lightly turned him to doing what
work lay ready to hand; so now he knew that he must first of all get
him out of that wilderness, that he might hear the talk of folk
concerning the Well at the World's End, which he doubted not to hear
again when he came into the parts inhabited.

So now, with his will or without it, his feet bore him on, and he
followed up the stream which the Lady had said ran into the broad river
called the Swelling Flood; "for," thought he, "when I come thereabout I
shall presently find some castle or good town, and it is like that
either I shall have some tidings of the folk thereof, or else they will
compel me to do something, and that will irk me less than doing deeds
of mine own will."

He went his ways till he came to where the wood and the trees ended,
and the hills were lower and longer, well grassed with short grass, a
down country fit for the feeding of sheep; and indeed some sheep he
saw, and a shepherd or two, but far off.  At last, after he had left
the stream awhile, because it seemed to him to turn and wind round over
much to the northward, he came upon a road running athwart the down
country, so that he deemed that it must lead one way down to the
Swelling Flood; so he followed it up, and after a while began to fall
in with folk; and first two Companions armed and bearing long swords
over their shoulders: he stopped as they met, and stared at them in the
face, but answered not their greeting; and they had no will to meddle
with him, seeing his inches and that he was well armed, and looked no
craven: so they went on.

Next he came on two women who had with them an ass between two
panniers, laden with country stuff; and they were sitting by the
wayside, one old and the other young.  He made no stay for them, and
though he turned his face their way, took no heed of them more than if
they were trees; though the damsel, who was well-liking and somewhat
gaily clad, stood up when she saw his face anigh, and drew her gown
skirt about her and moved daintily, and sighed and looked after him as
he went on, for she longed for him.

Yet again came two men a-horseback, merchants clad goodly, with three
carles, their servants, riding behind them; and all these had weapons
and gave little more heed to him than he to them.  But a little after
they were gone, he stopped and said within himself: "Maybe I had better
have gone their way, and this road doubtless leadeth to some place of
resort."

But even therewith he heard horsehoofs behind him, and anon came up a
man a-horseback, armed with jack and sallet, a long spear in his hand,
and budgets at his saddle-bow, who looked like some lord's man going a
message.  He nodded to Ralph, who gave him good-day; for seeing these
folk and their ways had by now somewhat amended his mind; and now he
turned not, but went on as before.

At last the way clomb a hill longer and higher than any he had yet
crossed, and when he had come to the brow and looked down, he saw the
big river close below running through the wide valley which he had
crossed with Roger on that other day.  Then he sat down on the green
bank above the way, so heavy of heart that not one of the things he saw
gave him any joy, and the world was naught to him.  But within a while
he came somewhat to himself, and, looking down toward the river, he saw
that where the road met it, it was very wide, and shallow withal, for
the waves rippled merrily and glittered in the afternoon sun, though
there was no wind; moreover the road went up white from the water on
the other side, so he saw clearly that this was the ford of a highway.
The valley was peopled withal: on the other side of the river was a
little thorp, and there were carts and sheds scattered about the hither
side, and sheep and neat feeding in the meadows, and in short it was
another world from the desert.



CHAPTER 12

Ralph Falleth in With Friends and Rideth to Whitwall


Ralph looks on to the ford and sees folk riding through the thorp
aforesaid and down to the river, and they take the water and are many
in company, some two score by his deeming, and he sees the sun
glittering on their weapons.

Now he thought that he would abide their coming and see if he might
join their company, since if he crossed the water he would be on the
backward way: and it was but a little while ere the head of them came
up over the hill, and were presently going past Ralph, who rose up to
look on them, and be seen of them, but they took little heed of him.
So he sees that though they all bore weapons, they were not all
men-at-arms, nay, not more than a half score, but those proper men
enough.  Of the others, some half-dozen seemed by their attire to be
merchants, and the rest their lads; and withal they had many sumpter
horses and mules with them.  They greeted him not, nor he them, nor did
he heed them much till they were all gone by save three, and then he
leapt into the road with a cry, for who should be riding there but
Blaise, his eldest brother, and Richard the Red with him, both in good
case by seeming; for Blaise was clad in a black coat welted with gold,
and rode a good grey palfrey, and Richard was armed well and knightly.

They knew him at once, and drew rein, and Blaise lighted down from his
horse and cast his arms about Ralph, and said: "O happy day! when two
of the Upmeads kindred meet thus in an alien land!  But what maketh
thee here, Ralph?  I thought of thee as merry and safe in Upmeads?"

Ralph said smiling, for his heart leapt up at the sight of his kindred:
"Nay, must I not seek adventures like the rest?  So I stole myself away
from father and mother."  "Ill done, little lord!" said Blaise,
stroking Ralph's cheek.

Then up came Richard, and if Blaise were glad, Richard was twice glad,
and quoth he:  "Said I not, Lord Blaise, that this chick would be the
hardest of all to keep under the coop?  Welcome to the Highways, Lord
Ralph!  But where is thine horse? and whence and whither is it now?
Hast thou met with some foil and been held to ransom?"

Ralph found it hard and grievous and dull work to answer; for now again
his sorrow had taken hold of him:  so he said: "Yea, Richard, I have
had adventures, and have lost rather than won; but at least I am a free
man, and have spent but little gold on my loss."

"That is well," said Richard, "but whence gat ye any gold for
spending?" Ralph smiled, but sadly, for he called to mind the glad
setting forth and the kind face of dame Katherine his gossip, and he
said: "Clement Chapman deemed it not unmeet to stake somewhat on my
luck, therefore I am no pauper."

"Well," said Blaise, "if thou hast no great errand elsewhere, thou
mightest ride with us, brother.  I have had good hap in these days,
though scarce kingly or knightly, for I have been buying and selling:
what matter? few know Upmeads and its kings to wite me with fouling a
fair name.  Richard, go fetch a horse hither for Lord Ralph's riding,
and we will tarry no longer."  So Richard trotted on, and while they
abode him, Ralph asked after his brethren, and Blaise told him that he
had seen or heard naught of them.  Then Ralph asked of whither away,
and Blaise told him to Whitwall, where was much recourse of merchants
from many lands, and a noble market.

Back then cometh Richard leading a good horse while Ralph was pondering
his matter, and thinking that at such a town he might well hear tidings
concerning the Well at the World's End.

Now Ralph mounts, and they all ride away together.  On the way, partly
for brotherhood's sake, partly that he might not be questioned overmuch
himself, Ralph asked Blaise to tell him more of his farings; and Blaise
said, that when he had left Upmeads he had ridden with Richard up and
down and round about, till he came to a rich town which had just been
taken in war, and that the Companions who had conquered it were looking
for chapmen to cheapen their booty, and that he was the first or nearly
the first to come who had will and money to buy, and the Companions,
who were eager to depart, had sold him thieves' penny-worths, so that
his share of the Upmeads' treasure had gone far; and thence he had gone
to another good town where he had the best of markets for his newly
cheapened wares, and had brought more there, such as he deemed handy to
sell, and so had gone on from town to town, and had ever thriven, and
had got much wealth:  and so at last having heard tell of Whitwall as
better for chaffer than all he had yet seen, he and other chapmen had
armed them, and waged men-at-arms to defend them, and so tried the
adventure of the wildwoods, and come safe through.

Then at last came the question to Ralph concerning his adventures, and
he enforced himself to speak, and told all as truly as he might,
without telling of the Lady and her woeful ending.

Thus they gave and took in talk, and Ralph did what he might to seem
like other folk, that he might nurse his grief in his own heart as far
asunder from other men as might be.

So they rode on till it was even, and came to Whitwall before the
shutting of the gates and rode into the street, and found it a fair and
great town, well defensible, with high and new walls, and men-at-arms
good store to garnish them.

Ralph rode with his brother to the hostel of the chapmen, and there
they were well lodged.



CHAPTER 13

Richard Talketh With Ralph Concerning the Well at the World's End.
Concerning Swevenham


On the morrow Blaise went to his chaffer and to visit the men of the
Port at the Guildhall:  he bade Ralph come with him, but he would not,
but abode in the hall of the hostel and sat pondering sadly while men
came and went; but he heard no word spoken of the Well at the World's
End.  In like wise passed the next day and the next, save that Richard
was among those who came into the hall, and he talked long with Ralph
at whiles; that is to say that he spake, and Ralph made semblance of
listening.

Now as is aforesaid Richard was old and wise, and he loved Ralph much,
more belike than Lord Blaise his proper master, whereas he had no mind
for chaffer, or aught pertaining to it: so he took heed of Ralph and
saw that he was sad and weary-hearted; so on the sixth day of their
abiding at Whitwall, in the morning when all the chapmen were gone
about their business, and he and Ralph were left alone in the Hall, he
spake to Ralph and said: "This is no prison, lord."  "Even so," quoth
Ralph.  "Nay, if thou doubtest it," said Richard, "let us go to the
door and try if they have turned the key and shot the bolt on us."
Ralph smiled faintly and stood up, and said: "I will go with thee if
thou willest it, but sooth to say I shall be but a dull fellow of thine
to-day." Said Richard: "Wouldst thou have been better yesterday, lord,
or the day before?" "Nay," said Ralph.  "Wilt thou be better
to-morrow?" said Richard.  Ralph shook his head.  Said Richard:  "Yea,
but thou wilt be, or thou mayst call me a fool else."  "Thou art kind,
Richard," said Ralph; "and I will come with thee, and do what thou
biddest me; but I must needs tell thee that my heart is sick." "Yea,"
quoth Richard, "and thou needest not tell me so much, dear youngling;
he who runs might read that in thee.  But come forth."

So into the street they went, and Richard brought Ralph into the
market-place, and showed him where was Blaise's booth (for he was
thriving greatly) but Ralph would not go anigh it lest his brother
should entangle him in talk; and they went into the Guildhall which was
both great and fair, and the smell of the new-shaven oak (for the roof
was not yet painted) brought back to Ralph's mind the days of his
childhood when he was hanging about the building of the water-reeve's
new house at Upmeads.  Then they went into the Great Church and heard a
Mass at the altar of St. Nicholas, Ralph's very friend; and the said
church was great to the letter, and very goodly, and somewhat new also,
since the blossom-tide of Whitwall was not many years old: and the
altars of its chapels were beyond any thing for fairness that Ralph had
seen save at Higham on the Way.

But when they came forth from the church, Ralph looked on Richard with
a face that was both blank and weary, as who should say:  "What is to
do now?" And forsooth so woe-begone he looked, that Richard, despite
his sorrow and trouble for him, could scarce withhold his laughter.
But he said: "Well, foster son (for thou art pretty much that to me),
since the good town pleasureth thee little, go we further afield."

So he led him out of the market-place, and brought him to the east gate
of the town which hight Petergate Bar, and forth they went and out into
the meadows under the walls, and stayed him at a little bridge over one
of the streams, for it was a land of many waters; there they sat down
in a nook, and spake Richard to Ralph, saying:

"Lord Ralph, ill it were if the Upmeads kindred came to naught, or even
to little.  Now as for my own master Blaise, he hath, so please you,
the makings of a noble chapman, but not of a noble knight; though he
sayeth that when he is right rich he will cast aside all chaffer;
naught of which he will do.  As for the others, my lord Gregory is no
better, or indeed worse, save that he shall not be rich ever, having no
mastery over himself; while lord Hugh is like to be slain in some empty
brawl, unless he come back speedily to Upmeads."

"Yea, yea," said Ralph, "what then?  I came not hither to hear thee
missay my mother's sons."  But Richard went on: "As for thee, lord
Ralph, of thee I looked for something; but now I cannot tell; for the
heart in thee seemeth to be dead; and thou must look to it lest the
body die also." "So be it!" said Ralph.

Said Richard:  "I am old now, but I have been young, and many things
have I seen and suffered, ere I came to Upmeads.  Old am I, and I
cannot feel certain hopes and griefs as a young man can; yet have I
bought the knowledge of them dear enough, and have not forgotten.
Whereby I wot well that my drearihead is concerning a woman.  Is it not
so?"  "Yea," quoth Ralph.  Said Richard:  "Now shalt thou tell me
thereof, and so lighten thine heart a little."  "I will not tell thee,"
said Ralph; "or, rather, to speak more truly, I cannot." "Yea," said
Richard, "and though it were now an easier thing for me to tell thee of
the griefs of my life than for thee to hearken to the tale, yet I
believe thee.  But mayhappen thou mayst tell me of one thing that thou
desirest more than another." Said Ralph:  "I desire to die."  And the
tears started in his eyes therewith.  But Richard spake, smiling on him
kindly: "That way is open for thee on any day of the week.  Why hast
thou not taken it already?"  But Ralph answered naught.  Richard said:
"Is it not because thou hopest to desire something; if not to-day, then
to-morrow, or the next day or the next?" Still Ralph spake no word; but
he wept.  Quoth Richard:  "Maybe I may help thee to a hope, though thou
mayest think my words wild.  In the land and the thorp where I was born
and bred there was talk now and again of a thing to be sought, which
should cure sorrow, and make life blossom in the old, and uphold life
in the young." "Yea," said Ralph, looking up from his tears, "and what
was that? and why hast thou never told me thereof before?" "Nay," said
Richard, "and why should I tell it to the merry lad I knew in Upmeads?
but now thou art a man, and hast seen the face of sorrow, it is meet
that thou shouldest hear of THE WELL AT THE WORLD'S END."

Ralph sprang to his feet as he said the word, and cried out eagerly:
"Old friend, and where then wert thou bred and born?"  Richard laughed
and said:  "See, then, there is yet a deed and a day betwixt thee and
death!  But turn about and look straight over the meadows in a line
with yonder willow-tree, and tell me what thou seest."  Said Ralph:
"The fair plain spreading wide, and a river running through it, and
little hills beyond the water, and blue mountains beyond them, and snow
yet lying on the tops of them, though the year is in young July."
"Yea," quoth Richard; "and seest thou on the first of the little hills
beyond the river, a great grey tower rising up and houses anigh it?"
"Yea," said Ralph, "the tower I see, and the houses, for I am
far-sighted; but the houses are small."  "So it is," said Richard; "now
yonder tower is of the Church of Swevenham, which is under the
invocation of the Seven Sleepers of Ephesus; and the houses are the
houses of the little town.  And what has that to do with me? sayest
thou:  why this, that I was born and bred at Swevenham.  And indeed I
it was who brought my lord Blaise here to Whitwall, with tales of how
good a place it was for chaffer, that I might see the little town and
the great grey tower once more.  Forsooth I lied not, for thy brother
is happy here, whereas he is piling up the coins one upon the other.
Forsooth thou shouldest go into his booth, fair lord; it is a goodly
sight."

But Ralph was walking to and fro hastily, and he turned to Richard and
said: "Well, well! but why dost thou not tell me more of the Well at
the World's End?"

Said Richard:  "I was going to tell thee somewhat which might be worth
thy noting; or might not be worth it:  hearken!  When I dwelt at
Swevenham over yonder, and was but of eighteen winters, who am now of
three score and eight, three folk of our township, two young men and
one young woman, set out thence to seek the said Well: and much lore
they had concerning it, which they had learned of an old man, a nigh
kinsman of one of them.  This ancient carle I had never seen, for he
dwelt in the mountains a way off, and these men were some five years
older than I, so that I was a boy when they were men grown; and such
things I heeded not, but rather sport and play; and above all, I longed
for the play of war and battle.  God wot I have had my bellyful of it
since those days!  Howbeit I mind me the setting forth of these three.
They had a sumpter-ass with them for their livelihood on the waste; but
they went afoot crowned with flowers, and the pipe and tabour playing
before them, and much people brought them on the way.  By St.
Christopher!  I can see it all as if it were yesterday.  I was sorry of
the departure of the damsel; for though I was a boy I had loved her,
and she had suffered me to kiss her and toy with her; but it was soon
over.  Now I call to mind that they had prayed our priest, Sir Cyprian,
to bless them on their departure, but he naysaid them; for he held that
such a quest came of the inspiration of the devils, and was but a
memory of the customs of the ancient gentiles and heathen.  But as to
me, I deemed it naught, and was sorry that my white-bosomed,
sweet-breathed friend should walk away from me thus into the clouds."

"What came of it?" said Ralph, "did they come back, or any of them?" "I
wot not," said Richard, "for I was weary of Swevenham after that, so I
girt myself to a sword and laid a spear upon my shoulder and went my
ways to the Castle of the Waste March, sixty miles from Swevenham town,
and the Baron took me in and made me his man: and almost as little
profit were in my telling thee again of my deeds there, as there was in
my doing them:  but the grey tower of Swevenham I have never seen again
till this hour."

Said Ralph:  "Now then it behoveth me to go to Swevenham straightway:
wilt thou come with me? it seemeth to be but some four miles hence."

Richard held his peace and knit his brows as if pondering the matter,
and Ralph abided till he spake:  so he said: "Foster-son, so to call
thee, thou knowest the manner of up-country carles, that tales flow
forth from them the better if they come without over much digging and
hoeing of the ground; that is, without questioning; so meseems better
it will be if I go to Swevenham alone, and better if I be asked to go,
than if I go of myself.  Now to-morrow is Saturday, and high market in
Whitwall; and I am not so old but that it is likeliest that there will
be some of my fellows alive and on their legs in Swevenham: and if such
there be, there will be one at the least in the market to-morrow, and I
will be there to find him out: and then it will go hard if he bring me
not to Swevenham as a well-beloved guest; and when I am there, and
telling my tidings, and asking them of theirs, if there be any tales
concerning the Well at the World's End working in their bellies, then
shall I be the midwife to bring them to birth.  Ha?  Will it do?"

"Yea," said Ralph, "but how long wilt thou be?"  Said Richard: "I shall
come back speedily if I find the land barren; but if the field be in
ear I shall tarry to harvest it.  So keep thou thy soul in patience."
"And what shall I do now?" said Ralph.  "Wear away the hours," said
Richard.  "And to begin with, come back within the gates with me and
let us go look at thy brother's booth in the market-place: it is the
nethermost of a goodly house which he is minded to dwell in; and he
will marry a wife and sit down in Whitwall, so well he seemeth like to
thrive; for they have already bidden him to the freedom of the city,
and to a brother of the Faring-Knights, whereas he is not only a
stirring man, but of good lineage also: for now he hideth not that he
is of the Upmeads kindred."



CHAPTER 14

Ralph Falleth in With Another Old Friend


Ralph went with Richard now without more words, and they came into the
market-place and unto Blaise's booth and house, which was no worse than
the best in the place; and the painters and stainers were at work on
the upper part of it to make it as bright and goodly as might be with
red and blue and green and gold, and all fair colours, and already was
there a sign hung out of the fruitful tree by the water-side. As for
the booth, it was full within of many wares and far-fetched and
dear-bought things; as pieces of good and fine cloth plumbed with the
seal of the greatest of the cities; and silk of Babylon, and spices of
the hot burning islands, and wonders of the silversmith's and the
goldsmith's fashioning, and fair-wrought weapons and armour of the
best, and every thing that a rich chapman may deal in.  And amidst of
it all stood Blaise clad in fine black cloth welted with needle work,
and a gold chain about his neck.  He was talking with three honourable
men of the Port, and they were doing him honour with kind words and the
bidding of help.  When he saw Ralph and Richard come in, he nodded to
them, as to men whom he loved, but were beneath him in dignity, and
left not talking with the great men.  Richard grinned a little thereat,
as also did Ralph in his heart; for he thought: "Here then is one of
the Upmeads kin provided for, so that soon he may buy with his money
two domains as big as Upmeads and call them his manors."

Now Ralph looks about him, and presently he sees a man come forward to
meet him from the innermost of the booth, and lo! there was come
Clement Chapman.  His heart rose at the sight of him, and he thought of
his kind gossip till he could scarce withhold his tears.  But Clement
came to him and cast his arms about him, and kissed him, and said:
"Thou shalt pardon me for this, lord, for it is the kiss of the gossip
which she bade me give thee, if I fell in with thee, as now I have,
praised be the Saints!  Yet it irks me that I shall see little more of
thee at this time, for to-morrow early I must needs join myself to my
company; for we are going south awhile to a good town some fifty miles
hence.  Nevertheless, if thou dwellest here some eight days I shall see
thee again belike, since thereafter I get me eastward on a hard and
long journey not without peril.  How sayest thou?"

"I wot not," quoth Ralph looking at Richard.  Said Richard: "Thou mayst
wot well, master Clement, that my lord is anhungered of the praise of
the folks, and is not like to abide in a mere merchant-town till the
mould grow on his back."  "Well, well," said Clement, "however that may
be, I have now done my matters with this cloth-lord, Blaise, and he has
my florins in his pouch: so will not ye twain come with me and drink a
cup till he hath done his talk with these magnates?"

Ralph was nothing loth, for besides that he loved master Clement, and
that his being in company was like having a piece of his home anigh
him, he hoped to hear some tidings concerning the Well at the World's
End.

So he and Richard went with master Clement to the Christopher, a fair
ale-house over against the Great Church, and sat down to good wine; and
Ralph asked of Clement many things concerning dame Katherine his
gossip, and Clement told him all, and that she was well, and had been
to Upmeads, and had seen King Peter and the mother of Ralph; and how
she had assuaged his mother's grief at his departure by forecasting
fair days for her son.  All this Ralph heard gladly, though he was
somewhat shamefaced withal, and sat silent and thinking of many
matters.  But Richard took up the word and said: "Which way camest thou
from Wulstead, master Clement?"  "The nighest way I came," said
Clement, "through the Woods Perilous."  Said Richard: "And they of the
Dry Tree, heardest thou aught of them?"  "Yea, certes," quoth Clement,
"for I fell in with their Bailiff, and paid him due scot for the
passage of the Wood; he knoweth me withal, and we talked together."
"And had he any tidings to tell thee of the champions?" said Richard.
Said Clement, "Great tidings maybe, how that there was a rumour that
they had lost their young Queen and Lady; and if that be true, it will
go nigh to break their hearts, so sore as they loved her.  And that
will make them bitter and fierce, till their grief has been slaked by
the blood of men.  And that the more as their old Queen abideth still,
and she herself is ever of that mind."

Ralph hearkened, and his heart was wounded that other men should speak
of his beloved:  but he heard how Richard said:  "Hast thou ever known
why that company of champions took the name of the Dry Tree?"  "Why,
who should know that, if thou knowest it not, Richard of Swevenham?"
said Clement: "Is it not by the token of the Dry Tree that standeth in
the lands on the hither side of the Wall of the World?"  Richard nodded
his head; but Ralph cried out:  "O Master Clement, and hast thou seen
it, the Wall of the World?" "Yea, afar off, my son," said he; "or what
the folk with me called so; as to the Dry Tree, I have told thee at
Wulstead that I have seen it not, though I have known men who have told
me that they have seen it." "And must they who find the Well at the
World's End come by the Dry Tree?" "Yea, surely," said Clement.  Quoth
Richard:  "And thus have some heard, who have gone on that quest, and
they have heard of the Champions of Hampton, and have gone thither,
being deceived by that name of the Dry Tree, and whiles have been slain
by the champions, whiles have entered their company." "Yea," said
Clement, "so it is that their first error hath ended their quest.  But
now, lord Ralph, I will tell thee one thing; to wit, that when I return
hither after eight days wearing, I shall be wending east, as I said
e'en now, and what will that mean save going somewhat nigher to the
Wall of the World; for my way lieth beyond the mountains that ye see
from hence, and beyond the mountains that lie the other side of those;
and I bid thee come with us, and I will be thy warrant that so far thou
shalt have no harm: but when thou hast come so far, and hast seen three
very fair cities, besides towns and castles and thorps and strange men,
and fair merchandize, God forbid that thou shouldest wend further, and
so cast away thy young life for a gay- cloud.  Then will be the
time to come back with me, that I may bring thee through the perils of
the way to Wulstead, and Upmeads at the last, and the folk that love
thee."

Richard held his peace at this word, but Ralph said: "I thank thee,
Master Clement, for thy love and thy helping hand; and will promise
thee to abide thee here eight days at the least; and meanwhile I will
ponder the matter well."



CHAPTER 15

Ralph Dreams a Dream Or Sees a Vision


Therewithall they parted after more talk concerning small matters, and
Ralph wore through the day, but Richard again did him to wit, that on
the morrow he would find his old friends of Swevenham in the Market.
And Ralph was come to life again more than he had been since that evil
hour in the desert; though hard and hard he deemed it that he should
never see his love again.

Now as befalleth young men, he was a good sleeper, and dreamed but
seldom, save such light and empty dreams as he might laugh at, if
perchance he remembered them by then his raiment was on him in the
morning.  But that night him-seemed that he awoke in his chamber at
Whitwall, and was lying on his bed, as he verily was, and the door of
the chamber opened, and there entered quietly the Lady of the Woodland,
dight even as he had seen her as she lay dead beside their cooking fire
on that table of greensward in the wilderness, barefoot and garlanded
about her brow and her girdlestead, but fair and fresh  as she
was before the sword had pierced her side; and he thought that he
rejoiced to see her, but no wild hope rose in his heart, and no sobbing
passion blinded his eyes, nor did he stretch out hand to touch her,
because he remembered that she was dead.  But he thought she spake to
him and said:  "I know that thou wouldst have me speak, therefore I say
that I am come to bid thee farewell, since there was no farewell
between us in the wilderness, and I know that thou are about going on a
long and hard and perilous journey: and I would that I could kiss thee
and embrace thee, but I may not, for this is but the image of me as
thou hast known me.  Furthermore, as I loved thee when I saw thee
first, for thy youth, and thy fairness, and thy kindness and thy
valiancy, so now I rejoice that all this shall endure so long in thee,
as it surely shall."

Then the voice ceased, but still the image stood before him awhile, and
he wondered if she would speak again, and tell him aught of the way to
the Well at the World's End; and she spake again: "Nay," she said, "I
cannot, since we may not tread the way together hand in hand; and this
is part of the loss that thou hast had of me; and oh! but it is hard
and hard."  And her face became sad and distressful, and she turned and
departed as she had come.

Then he knew not if he awoke, or if it were a change in his dream; but
the chamber became dark about him, and he lay there thinking of her,
till, as it seemed, day began to dawn, and there was some little stir
in the world without, and the new wind moved the casement.  And again
the door opened, and someone entered as before; and this also was a
woman:  green-clad she was and barefoot, yet he knew at once that it
was not his love that was dead, but the damsel of the ale-house of
Bourton, whom he had last seen by the wantways of the Wood Perilous,
and he thought her wondrous fair, fairer than he had deemed.  And the
word came from her:  "I am a sending of the woman whom thou hast loved,
and I should not have been here save she had sent me." Then the words
ended, while he looked at her and wondered if she also had died on the
way to the Well at the World's End.  And it came into his mind that he
had never known her name upon the earth.  Then again came the word:
"So it is that I am not dead but alive in the world, though I am far
away from this land; and it is good that thou shouldst go seek the Well
at the World's End not all alone: and the seeker may find me:  and
whereas thou wouldst know my name, I hight Dorothea."

So fell the words again:  and this image stood awhile as the other had
done, and as the other had done, departed, and once more the chamber
became dark, so that Ralph could not so much as see where was the
window, and he knew no more till he woke in the early morn, and there
was stir in the street and the voice of men, and the scent of fresh
herbs and worts, and fruits; for it was market-day, and the country
folk were early afoot, that they might array their wares timely in the
market-place.



CHAPTER 16

Of the Tales of Swevenham


Old Richard was no worse than his word, and failed not to find old
acquaintance of Swevenham in the Saturday's market: and Ralph saw
naught of him till midweek afterwards.  And he was sitting in the
chamber of the hostel when Richard came in to him.  Forsooth Blaise had
bidden him come dwell in his fair house, but Ralph would not, deeming
that he might be hindered in his quest and be less free to go whereso
he would, if he were dwelling with one who was so great with the
magnates as was Blaise.

Now Ralph was reading in a book when Richard came in, but he stood up
and greeted him; and Richard said smiling: "What have ye found in the
book, lord?"  Said Ralph: "It telleth of the deeds of Alexander."  "Is
there aught concerning the Well at the World's End therein?" said
Richard.  "I have not found aught thereof as yet," said Ralph; "but the
book tells concerning the Dry Tree, and of kings sitting in their
chairs in the mountains nearby."

"Well then," said Richard, "maybe thou wilt think me the better
tale-teller." "Tell on then," quoth Richard.  So they went and sat them
down in a window, and Richard said:

"When I came to Swevenham with two old men that I had known young, the
folk made much of me, and made me good cheer, whereof were over long to
tell thee; but to speak shortly, I drew the talk round to the matter
that we would wot of:  for we spake of the Men of the Dry Tree, and an
old man began to say, as master Clement the other day, that this name
of theirs was but a token and an armoury which those champions have
taken from the Tree itself, which Alexander the Champion saw in his
wayfarings; and he said that this tree was on the hither side of the
mountains called the Wall of the World, and no great way from the last
of the towns whereto Clement will wend; for Clement told me the name
thereof, to wit, Goldburg.  Then another and an older man, one that I
remember a stout carle ere I left Swevenham, said that this was not so,
but that the Tree was on the further side of the Wall of the World, and
that he who could lay his hand on the bole thereof was like enough to
drink of the Well at the World's End.  Thereafter another spake, and
told a tale of how the champions at Hampton first took the Dry Tree for
a token; and he said that the rumour ran, that a woman had brought the
tidings thereof to those valiant men, and had fixed the name upon them,
though wherefore none knew.  So the talk went on.

"But there was a carline sitting in the ingle, and she knew me and I
her.  And indeed in days past, when I was restless and longing to
depart, she might have held me at Swevenham, for she was one of the
friends that I loved there: a word and a kiss had done it, or maybe the
kiss without the word: but if I had the word, I had not the kiss of
her.  Well, when the talk began to fall, she spake and said to me:

"'Now it is somewhat strange that the talk must needs fall on this
seeking of that which shall not be found, whereas it was but the month
before thou wert last at Swevenham, that Wat Miller and Simon Bowyer
set off to seek the Well at the World's End, and took with them Alice
of Queenhough, whom Simon loved as well as might be, and Wat somewhat
more than well.  Mindest thou not?  There are more than I alive that
remember it.'

"'Yea,' said I, 'I remember it well.'

"For indeed, foster-son, these were the very three of whom I told thee,
though I told thee not their names.

"'Well,' said I; 'how sped they?  Came they back, or any of them?'
'Nay,' she said, 'that were scarce to be looked for.'  Said I: 'Have
any other to thy knowledge gone on this said quest?'

"'Yea,' she said, 'I will tell thee all about it, and then there will
be an end of the story, for none knoweth better thereof than I. First
there was that old man, the wizard, to whom folk from Swevenham and
other places about were used to seek for his lore in hidden matters;
and some months after those three had departed, folk who went to his
abode amongst the mountains found him not; and soon the word was about
that he also, for as feeble as he was, had gone to seek the Well at the
World's End; though may-happen it was not so.  Then the next spring
after thy departure, Richard, comes home Arnold Wright from the wars,
and asks after Alice; and when he heard what had befallen, he takes a
scrip with a little meat for the road, lays his spear on his shoulder,
and is gone seeking the lost, and the thing which they found not--that,
I deem, was the end of him.  Again the year after that, as I deem,
three of our carles fell in with two knights riding east from Whitwall,
and were questioned of them concerning the road to the said Well, and
doubted not but that they were on that quest.  Furthermore (and some of
you wot this well enough, and more belike know it not) two of our young
men were faring by night and cloud on some errand, good or bad, it
matters not, on the highway thirty miles east of Whitwall: it was after
harvest, and the stubble-fields lay on either side of the way, and the
moon was behind thin clouds, so that it was light on the way, as they
told me; and they saw a woman wending before them afoot, and as they
came up with her, the moon ran out, and they saw that the woman was
fair, and that about her neck was a chaplet of gems that shone in the
moon, and they had a longing both for the jewel and the woman:  but
before they laid hand on her they asked her of whence and whither, and
she said: From ruin and wrack to the Well at the World's End, and
therewith turned on them with a naked sword in her hand; so that they
shrank from before her.

"'Hearken once more:  the next year came a knight to Swevenham, and
guested in this same house, and he sat just where sitteth now yon
yellow-headed swain, and the talk went on the same road as it hath gone
to-night; and I told him all the tale as I have said it e'en now; and
he asked many questions, but most of the Lady with the pair of beads.
And on the morrow he departed and we saw him not again.

"Then she was silent, but the young man at whom she had pointed blushed
red and stared at her wide-eyed, but said no word.  But I spake:  'Well
dame, but have none else gone from Swevenham, or what hath befallen
them?'

"She said:  'Hearken yet!  Twenty years agone a great sickness lay
heavy upon us and the folk of Whitwall, and when it was at its worst,
five of our young men, calling to mind all the tales concerning the
Well at the World's End, went their ways to seek it, and swore that
back would they never, save they found it and could bear its water to
the folk of Swevenham; and I suppose they kept their oath; for we saw
naught either of the water or of them.  Well, I deem that this is the
last that I have to tell thee, Richard, concerning this matter: and now
is come the time for thee to tell tales of thyself.'

"Thus for that time dropped the talk of the Well at the World's End,
Lord Ralph, and of the way thither.  But I hung about the township yet
a while, and yesterday as I stood on their stone bridge, and looked on
the water, up comes that long lad with the yellow hair that the dame
had pointed at, and says to me: 'Master Richard, saving thine age and
thy dignity and mastery, I can join an end to the tale which the
carline began on Sunday night.'  'Yea, forsooth?' said I, 'and how, my
lad?' Said he:  'Thou hast a goodly knife there in thy girdle, give it
to me, and I will tell thee.'  'Yea,' quoth I, 'if thy tale be
knife-worthy.'

"Well, the end of it was that he told me thus: That by night and moon
he came on one riding the highway, just about where the other woman had
been seen, whose tale he had heard of.  He deemed at first this rider
to be a man, or a lad rather for smallness and slenderness, but coming
close up he found it was a woman, and saw on her neck a chaplet of
gems, and deemed it no great feat to take it of her: but he asked her
of whence and whither, and she answered:

"'From unrest to the Well at the World's End.'

"Then when he put out his hand to her, he saw a great anlace gleaming
in her hand, wherefore he forbore her; and this was but five days ago.

"So I gave the lad my knife, and deemed there would be little else to
hear in Swevenham for this bout; and at least I heard no more tales to
tell till I came away this morning; so there is my poke turned inside
out for thee.  But this word further would I say to thee, that I have
seen on thy neck also a pair of beads exceeding goodly.  Tell me now
whence came they."

"From my gossip, dame Katherine," said Ralph; "and it seems to me now,
though at the time I heeded the gift little save for its kindness, that
she thought something great might go with it; and there was a monk at
Higham on the Way, who sorely longed to have it of me."  "Well," said
Richard, "that may well come to pass, that it shall lead thee to the
Well at the World's End.  But as to the tales of Swevenham, what
deemest thou of them?" Said Ralph:  "What are they, save a token that
folk believe that there is such a thing on earth as the Well?  Yet I
have made up my mind already that I would so do as if I trowed in it.
So I am no nearer to it than erst.  Now is there naught for it save to
abide Master Clement's coming; and when he hath brought me to Goldburg,
then shall I see how the quest looks by the daylight of that same
city." He spake so cheerfully that Richard looked at him askance,
wondering what was toward with him, and if mayhappen anything lay
underneath those words of his.

But in his heart Ralph was thinking of that last tale of the woman whom
the young man had met such a little while ago; and it seemed to him
that she must have been in Whitwall when he first came there; and he
scarce knew whether he were sorry or not that he had missed her: for
though it seemed to him that it would be little more than mere grief
and pain, nay, that it would be wicked and evil to be led to the Well
at the World's End by any other than her who was to have brought him
there; yet he longed, or thought he longed to speak with her concerning
that love of his heart, so early rewarded, so speedily beggared.  For
indeed he doubted not that the said woman was the damsel of Bourton
Abbas, whose image had named herself Dorothea to him in that dream.



CHAPTER 17

Richard Bringeth Tidings of Departing


Fell the talk between them at that time, and three days wore, and on
the morning of the fourth day came Richard to Ralph, and said to him:
"Foster-son, I am sorry for the word I must say, but Clement Chapman
came within the gates this morning early, and the company with which he
is riding are alboun for the road, and will depart at noon to-day, so
that there are but four hours wherein we twain may be together; and
thereafter whatso may betide thee, it may well be, that I shall see thy
face no more; so what thou wilt tell me must be told straightway.  And
now I will say this to thee, that of all things I were fain to ride
with thee, but I may not, because it is Blaise whom I am bound to serve
in all ways.  And I deem, moreover, that troublous times may be at hand
here in Whitwall.  For there is an Earl hight Walter the Black, a fair
young man outwardly, but false at heart and a tyrant, and he had some
occasion against the good town, and it was looked for that he should
send his herald here to defy the Port more than a half moon ago; but
about that time he was hurt in a fray as we hear, and may not back a
horse in battle yet.  Albeit, fristed is not forgotten, as saith the
saw; and when he is whole again, we may look for him at our gates; and
whereas Blaise knows me for a deft man-at-arms or something more, it is
not to be looked for that he will give me to thee for this quest.  Nay,
of thee also it will be looked for that thou shouldest do knightly
service to the Port, and even so Blaise means it to be; therefore have
I lied to him on thy behalf, and bidden Clement also to lie (which
forsooth he may do better than I, since he wotteth not wholly whither
thou art minded), and I have said thou wouldst go with Clement no
further than Cheaping Knowe, which lieth close to the further side of
these mountains, and will be back again in somewhat more than a
half-moon's wearing.  So now thou art warned hereof."

Ralph was moved by these words of Richard, and he spake: "Forsooth, old
friend, I am sorry to depart from thee; yet though I shall presently be
all alone amongst aliens, yet now is manhood rising again in me.  So
for that cause at least shall I be glad to be on the way; and as a
token that I am more whole than I was, I will now tell thee the tale of
my grief, if thou wilt hearken to it, which the other day I might not
tell thee."

"I will hearken it gladly," said Richard.  And therewith they sat down
in a window, for they were within doors in the hostel, and Ralph told
all that had befallen him as plainly and shortly as he might; and when
he had done, Richard said:

"Thou has had much adventure in a short space, lord, and if thou
mightest now refrain thy longing for that which is gone, and set it on
that which is to come, thou mayest yet harden into a famous knight and
a happy man." Said Ralph:  "Yea? now tell me all thy thought."

Said Richard:  "My thought is that this lady who was slain, was scarce
wholly of the race of Adam; but that at the least there was some
blending in her of the blood of the fays.  Or how deemest thou?"

"I wot not," said Ralph sadly; "to me she seemed but a woman, though
she were fairer and wiser than other women."  Said Richard: "Well,
furthermore, if I heard thee aright, there is another woman in the tale
who is also fairer and wiser than other women?"

"I would she were my sister!" said Ralph.  "Yea," quoth Richard, "and
dost thou bear in mind what she was like?  I mean the fashion of her
body." "Yea, verily," said Ralph.

Again said Richard:  "Doth it seem to thee as if the Lady of the Dry
Tree had some inkling that thou shouldst happen upon this other woman:
whereas she showed her of the road to the Well at the World's End, and
gave her that pair of beads, and meant that thou also shouldest go
thither?  And thou sayest that she praised her,--her beauty and wisdom.
In what wise did she praise her? how came the words forth from her?
was it sweetly?"

"Like honey and roses for sweetness," said Ralph.  "Yea," said Richard,
"and she might have praised her in such wise that the words had came
forth like gall and vinegar.  Now I will tell thee of my thought, since
we be at point of sundering, though thou take it amiss and be wroth
with me: to wit, that thou wouldst have lost the love of this lady as
time wore, even had she not been slain:  and she being, if no fay, yet
wiser than other women, and foreseeing, knew that so it would be."
Ralph brake in:  "Nay, nay, it is not so, it is not so!" "Hearken,
youngling!" quoth Richard; "I deem that it was thus.  Her love for thee
was so kind that she would have thee happy after the sundering:
therefore she was minded that thou shouldest find the damsel, who as I
deem loveth thee, and that thou shouldest love her truly."

"O nay, nay!" said Ralph, "all this guess of thine is naught, saying
that she was kind indeed.  Even as heaven is kind to them who have died
martyrs, and enter into its bliss after many torments."

And therewith he fell a-weeping at the very thought of her great
kindness: for indeed to this young man she had seemed great, and
exalted far above him.

Richard looked at him a while; and then said:  "Now, I pray thee be not
wroth with me for the word I have spoken.  But something more shall I
say, which shall like thee better.  To wit, when I came back from
Swevenham on Wednesday I deemed it most like that the Well at the
World's End was a tale, a  cloud only; or that at most if it
were indeed on the earth, that thou shouldest never find it.  But now
is my mind changed by the hearing of thy tale, and I deem both that the
Well verily is, and that thou thyself shalt find it; and that the wise
Lady knew this, and set the greater store by thy youth and goodliness,
as a richer and more glorious gift than it had been, were it as
fleeting as such things mostly be.  Now of this matter will I say no
more; but I think that the words that I have said, and which now seem
so vain to thee, shall come into thy mind on some later day, and avail
thee somewhat; and that is why I have spoken them.  But this again is
another word, that I have got a right good horse for thee, and other
gear, such as thou mayest need for the road, and that Clement's
fellowship will meet in Petergate hard by the church, and I will be thy
squire till thou comest thither, and ridest thence out a-gates.  Now I
suppose that thou will want to bid Blaise farewell: yet thou must look
to it that he will not deem thy farewell of great moment, since he
swimmeth in florins and goodly wares; and moreover deemeth that thou
wilt soon be back here."

"Nevertheless," said Ralph, "I must needs cast my arms about my own
mother's son before I depart:  so go we now, as all this talk hath worn
away more than an hour of those four that were left me."



CHAPTER 18

Ralph Departeth From Whitwall With the Fellowship of Clement Chapman


Therewithal they went together to Blaise's house, and when Blaise saw
them, he said:  "Well, Ralph, so thou must needs work at a little more
idling before thou fallest to in earnest.  Forsooth I deem that when
thou comest back thou wilt find that we have cut thee out a goodly
piece of work for thy sewing.  For the good town is gathering a gallant
host of men; and we shall look to thee to do well in the hard
hand-play, whenso that befalleth.  But now come and look at my house
within, how fair it is, and thou wilt see that thou wilt have somewhat
to fight for, whereas I am."

Therewith he led them up a stair into the great chamber, which was all
newly dight and hung with rich arras of the Story of Hercules; and
there was a goodly cupboard of silver vessel, and some gold, and the
cupboard was of five shelves as was but meet for a king's son.  So
Ralph praised all, but was wishful to depart, for his heart was sore,
and he blamed himself in a manner that he must needs lie to his brother.

But Blaise brought them to the upper chamber, and showed them the
goodly beds with their cloths, and hangings, and all was as fair as
might be.  Then Blaise bade bring wine and made them drink; and he gave
Ralph a purse of gold, and an anlace very fair of fashion, and brought
him to the door thereafter; and Ralph cast his arms about him, and
kissed him and strained him to his breast.  But Blaise was somewhat
moved thereat, and said to him:  "Why lad, thou art sorry to depart
from me for a little while, and what would it be, were it for long?
But ever wert thou a kind and tender-hearted youngling, and we twain
are alone in an alien land.  Forsooth, I wot that thou hast, as it
were, embraced the Upmeads kindred, father, mother and all; and good is
that!  So now God and the Saints keep thee, and bear in mind the
hosting of the good town, and the raising of the banner, that shall be
no great while.  Fare thee well, lad!"

So they parted, and Ralph went back to the hostel, and gathered his
stuff together, and laid it on a sumpter horse, and armed him, and so
went into Petergate to join himself to that company.  There he found
the chapmen, five of them in all, and their lads, and a score of
men-at-arms, with whom was Clement, not clad like a merchant, but
weaponed, and bearing a coat of proof and a bright sallet on his head.

They greeted each the other, and Ralph said:  "Yea, master Clement, and
be we riding to battle?"  "Maybe," quoth Clement; "the way is long, and
our goods worth the lifting, and there are some rough places that we
must needs pass through.  But if ye like not the journey, abide here in
this town the onset of Walter the Black."

Therewith he laughed, and Ralph understanding the jape, laughed also;
and said:  "Well, master Clement, but tell me who be these that we
shall meet."  "Yea, and I will tell thee the whole tale of them," said
Clement, "but abide till we are without the gates; I am busy man e'en
now, for all is ready for the road, save what I must do.  So now bid
thy Upmeads squire farewell, and then to horse with thee!"

So Ralph cast his arms about Richard, and kissed him and said: "This is
also a farewell to the House where I was born and bred." And as he
spake the thought of the House and the garden, and the pleasant fields
of Upmeads came into his heart so bitter-sweet, that it mingled with
his sorrow, and well-nigh made him weep.  But as for Richard he
forebore words, for he was sad at heart for the sundering.

Then he gat to horse, and the whole company of them bestirred them, and
they rode out a-gates. And master Clement it was that ordered them,
riding up and down along the array.

But Ralph fell to speech with the chapmen and men-at-arms; and both of
these were very courteous with him; for they rejoiced in his company,
and especially the chapmen, who were somewhat timorous of the perils of
the road.



CHAPTER 19

Master Clement Tells Ralph Concerning the Lands Whereunto They Were
Riding


When they were gotten a mile or two from Whitwall, and all was going
smoothly, Clement came up to Ralph and rode at his left hand, and fell
to speech with him, and said: "Now, lord, will I tell thee more
concerning our journey, and the folk that we are like to meet upon the
road.  And of the perils, whatso they may be, I told thee not before,
because I knew thee desirous of seeking adventures east-away, and knew
that my tales would not hinder thee."

"Yea," said Ralph, "and had not this goodly fellowship been, I had gone
alone, or with any carle that I could have lightly hired."

Clement laughed and said:  "Fair sir, thou wouldst have failed of
hiring any one man to go with thee east-ward a many miles.  For with
less than a score of men well-armed the danger of death or captivity is
over great, if ye ride the mountain ways unto Cheaping Knowe.  Yea, and
even if a poor man who hath nothing, wend that way alone, he may well
fall among thieves, and be stolen himself body and bones, for lack of
anything better to steal."

Hereat Ralph felt his heart rise, when he thought of battle and strife,
and he made his horse to spring somewhat, and then he said: "It liketh
me well, dear friend, that I ride not with thee for naught, but that I
may earn my daily bread like another."

"Yea," said Clement, looking on him kindly, "I deem of all thy brethren
thou hast the biggest share of the blood of Red Robert, who first won
Upmeads.  And now thou shalt know that this good town of Whitwall that
lieth behind us is the last of the lands we shall come to wherein folk
can any courtesy, or are ruled by the customs of the manor, or by due
lawful Earls and Kings, or the laws of the Lineage or the Port, or have
any Guilds for their guiding, and helping.  And though these folks
whereunto we shall come, are, some of them, Christian men by name, and
have amongst them priests and religious; yet are they wild men of
manners, and many heathen customs abide amongst them; as swearing on
the altars of devils, and eating horse-flesh at the High-tides, and
spell-raising more than enough, and such like things, even to the
reddening of the doom-rings with the blood of men and of women, yea,
and of babes:  from such things their priests cannot withhold them.  As
for their towns that we shall come to, I say not but we shall find
crafts amongst them, and worthy good men therein, but they have little
might against the tyrants who reign over the towns, and who are of no
great kindred, nor of blood better than other folk, but merely
masterful and wise men who have gained their place by cunning and the
high hand.  Thou shalt see castles and fair strong-houses about the
country-side, but the great men who dwell therein are not the natural
kindly lords of the land yielding service to Earls, Dukes, and Kings,
and having under them vavassors and villeins, men of the manor; but
their tillers and shepherds and workmen and servants be mere thralls,
whom they may sell at any market, like their horses or oxen.  Forsooth
these great men have with them for the more part free men waged for
their service, who will not hold their hands from aught that their
master biddeth, not staying to ask if it be lawful or unlawful.  And
that the more because whoso is a free man there, house and head must he
hold on the tenure of bow and sword, and his life is like to be short
if he hath not sworn himself to the service of some tyrant of a castle
or a town."

"Yea, master Clement," said Ralph, "these be no peaceful lands whereto
thou art bringing us, or very pleasant to dwell in."

"Little for peace, but much for profit," said Clement; "for these lands
be fruitful of wine and oil and wheat, and neat and sheep; withal
metals and gems are dug up out of the mountains; and on the other hand,
they make but little by craftsmanship, wherefore are they the eagerer
for chaffer with us merchants; whereas also there are many of them well
able to pay for what they lack, if not in money, then in kind, which in
a way is better.  Yea, it is a goodly land for merchants."

"But I am no merchant," said Ralph.

"So it is," said Clement, "yet thou desireth something; and whither we
are wending thou mayst hear tidings that shall please thee, or tidings
that shall please me.  To say sooth, these two may well be adverse to
each other, for I would not have thee hear so much of tidings as shall
lead thee on, but rather I would have thee return with me, and not
throw thy young life away: for indeed I have an inkling of what thou
seekest, and meseems that Death and the Devil shall be thy
faring-fellows."

Ralph held his peace, and Clement said in a cheerfuller voice:
"Moreover, there shall be strange and goodly things to see; and the men
of these parts be mostly goodly of body, and the women goodlier yet, as
we carles deem."

Ralph sighed, and answered not at once, but presently he said: "Master
Clement, canst thou give me the order of our goings for these next
days?"  "Yea, certes," said Clement.  "In three days' time we shall
come to the entry of the mountains: two days thence we shall go without
coming under any roof save the naked heavens; the day thereafter shall
we come to the Mid-Mountain House, which is as it were an hostelry; but
it was built and is upheld by the folks that dwell anigh, amongst whom
be the folk of Cheaping Knowe; and that house is hallowed unto truce,
and no man smiteth another therein; so that we oft come on the mountain
strong-thieves there, and there we be blithe together and feast
together in good fellowship.  But when there be foemen in that house
together, each man or each fellowship departing, hath grace of an hour
before his foeman follow.  Such are the customs of that house, and no
man breaketh them ever.  But when we depart thence we shall ride all
day and sleep amidst the mountains, and if we be not beset that night
or the morrow's morn thereof, safe and unfoughten shall we come to
Cheaping Knowe.  Doth that suffice thee as at this time?" "Yea master,"
quoth Ralph.

So therewith their talk dropped, for the moment; but Clement talked
much with Ralph that day, and honoured him much, as did all that
company.



CHAPTER 20

They Come to the Mid-Mountain Guest-House


On that night they slept in their tents which they had pitched on the
field of a little thorp beside a water; and there they had meat and
drink and all things as they needed them.  And in likewise it befell
them the next day; but the third evening they set up their tents on a
little hillside by a road which led into a deep pass, even the entry of
the mountains, a road which went betwixt exceeding high walls of rock.
For the mountain sides went up steep from the plain.  There they kept
good watch and ward, and naught befell them to tell of.

The next morning they entered the pass, and rode through it up to the
heaths, and rode all day by wild and stony ways and came at even to a
grassy valley watered by a little stream, where they guested, watching
their camp well; and again none meddled with them.

As they were departing the next morn Ralph asked of Clement if he yet
looked for onset from the waylayers.  Said Clement: "It is most like,
lord; for we be a rich prey, and it is but seldom that such a company
rideth this road.  And albeit that the wild men know not to a day when
we shall pass through their country, yet they know the time within a
four and twenty hours or so.  For we may not hide our journey from all
men's hearing; and when the ear heareth, the tongue waggeth.  But art
thou yet anxious concerning this matter, son?"  "Yea," said Ralph, "for
I would fain look on these miscreants."

"It is like that ye shall see them," said Clement; "but I shall look on
it as a token that they are about waylaying us if we come on none of
them in the Mountain House.  For they will be fearful lest their
purpose leak out from unwary lips." Ralph wondered how it would be, and
what might come of it, and rode on, pondering much.

The road was rough that day, and they went not above a foot-pace the
more part of the time; and daylong they were going up and up, and it
grew cold as the sun got low; though it was yet summer.  At last at the
top of a long stony ridge, which lay beneath a great spreading
mountain, on the crest whereof the snow lay in plenty, Ralph saw a
house, long and low, builded of great stones, both walls and roof: at
sight thereof the men of the fellowship shouted for joy, and hastened
on, and Clement spurred up the stony <DW72>s all he might.  But Ralph
rode slowly, since he had naught to see to, save himself, so that he
was presently left alone.  Now he looks aside, and sees something
bright-hued lying under a big stone where the last rays of the sun just
caught some corner of it.  So he goes thither, deeming that mayhappen
one of the company had dropped something, pouch or clout, or what not,
in his haste and hurry.  He got off his horse to pick it up, and when
he had laid hand on it found it to be a hands-breadth of fine green
cloth embroidered with flowers.  He held it in his hand a while
wondering where he could have seen such like stuff before, that it
should smite a pang into his heart, and suddenly called to mind the
little hall at Bourton Abbas with the oaken benches and the rush-strewn
floor, and this same flower-broidered green cloth dancing about the
naked feet of a fair damsel, as she moved nimbly hither and thither
dighting him his bever.  But his thought stayed not there, but carried
him into the days when he was abiding in desire of the love that he won
at last, and lost so speedily.  But as he stood pondering he heard
Clement shouting to him from the garth-gate of that house.  So he leapt
on his horse and rode up the <DW72> into the garth and lighted down by
Clement; who fell to chiding him for tarrying, and said: "There is
peril in loitering outside this garth alone; for those Sons of the Rope
often lurk hard by for what they may easily pick up, and they be brisk
and nimble lads."  "What ailed thee?" said Ralph.  "I stayed to look at
a flower which called Upmeads to my mind."

"Yea lad, yea," quoth Clement, "and art thou so soft as that?  But come
thou into the House; it is as I deemed it might be; besides the
House-warden and his wife there is no soul therein.  Thou shalt yet
look on Mick Hangman's sons, as thou desirest."

So they went into the House, and men had all that they might need.  The
warden was an old hoar man, and his wife well-stricken in years; and
after supper was talk of this and that, and it fell much, as was like
to be, on those strong-thieves, and Clement asked the warden what he
had seen of them of late.

The old carle answered:  "Nay, master Clement, much according to wont:
a few beeves driven into our garth; a pack or two brought into the
hall; and whiles one or two of them come in hither with empty hands for
a sleep and a bellyful; and again a captive led in on the road to the
market.  Forsooth it is now a good few days ago three of them brought
in a woman as goodly as mine eyes have ever seen; and she sat on the
bench yonder, and seemed to heed little that she was a captive and had
shackles on her feet after the custom of these men, though indeed her
hands were unbound, so that she might eat her meat; and the carle thief
told me that he took her but a little way from the garth, and that she
made a stout defence with a sword before they might take her, but being
taken, she made but little of it."

"Would he do her any hurt?" said Ralph.  "Nay, surely," said the carle;
"doth a man make a hole in a piece of cloth which he is taking to
market?  Nay, he was courteous to her after his fashion, and bade us
give her the best of all we had."

"What like was she?" said Ralph.  Said the carle: "She was somewhat
tall, if I am to note such matters, grey-eyed and brown haired, and
great abundance of it.  Her lips very red; her cheeks tanned with the
sun, but in such wise that her own white and red shone through the
sun's painting, so that her face was as sweet as the best wheat-ear in
a ten-acre field when the season hath been good.  Her hands were not
like those of a demoiselle who sitteth in a chamber to be looked at,
but brown as of one who hath borne the sickle in the sun.  But when she
stretched out her hand so that the wrist of her came forth from her
sleeve it was as white as milk."

"Well, my man," said the carline, "thou hast a good memory for an old
and outworn carle.  Why dost thou not tell the young knight what she
was clad withal; since save for their raiment all women of an age are
much alike?"

"Nay, do thou do it," said the carle; "she was even as fair as I have
said; so that there be few like her."

Said the dame:  "Well, there is naught so much to be said for her
raiment: her gown was green, of fine cloth enough; but not very new:
welts of needle-work it had on it, and a wreath of needle-work flowers
round the hem of the skirt; but a cantle was torn off from it; in the
scuffle when she was taken, I suppose, so that it was somewhat ragged
in one place.  Furthermore--"

She had been looking at Ralph as she spoke, and now she broke off
suddenly, and said, still looking at him hard; "Well, it is strange!"
"What is strange?" said Clement.  "O naught, naught," said the dame,
"save that folk should make so much to do about this matter, when there
are so many coming and going about the Midhouse of the Mountains."

But Ralph noted that she was still staring at him even after she had
let the talk drop.

Waned the even, and folk began to go bedward, so that the hall grew
thin of guests.  Then came up the carline to Ralph and took him aside
into a nook, and said to him:  "Young knight, now will I tell thee what
seemed to me strange e'en now; to wit, that the captive damsel should
be bearing a necklace about her neck as like to thine as one lamb is to
another: but I thought thou mightest be liever that I spake it not
openly before all the other folk.  So I held my peace."

"Dame," said he, "I thank thee:  forsooth I fear sorely that this
damsel is my sister; for ever we have worn the samelike pair of beads.
And as for me I have come hither to find her, and evil will it be if I
find her enthralled, and it may be past redemption."

And therewith he gave her a piece of the gold money of Upmeads.

"Yea," said she, "poor youth; that will be sooth indeed, for thou art
somewhat like unto her, yet far goodlier.  But I grieve for thee, and
know not what thou wilt do; whereas by this time most like she has been
sold and bought and is dwelling in some lord's strong-house; some
tyrant that needeth not money, and will not let his prey go for a
prayer.  Here, take thou thy gold again, for thou mayst well need it,
and let me shear a lock of thy golden hair, and I shall be well apaid
for my keeping silence concerning thy love.  For I deem that it is even
so, and that she is not thy sister, else hadst thou stayed at home, and
prayed for her with book and priest and altar, and not gone seeking her
a weary way."

Ralph reddened but said naught, and let her put scizzors amongst his
curly locks, and take what of them she would.  And then he went to his
bed, and pondered these matters somewhat, and said to himself that it
was by this damsel's means that he should find the Well at the World's
End.  Yet he said also, that, whether it were so or not, he was bound
to seek her, and deliver her from thralldom, since he had kissed her so
sweet and friendly, like a brother, for the sweetness and kindness of
her, before he had fallen into the love that had brought him such joy
and such grief.  And therewith he took out that piece of her gown from
his pouch, and it seemed dear to him.  But it made him think sadly of
what grief or pain she might even then be bearing, so that he longed to
deliver her, and that longing was sweet to him.  In such thoughts he
fell asleep.



CHAPTER 21

A Battle in the Mountains


When it was morning they arose early and ate a morsel; and Clement gave
freely to the Warden and his helpmate on behalf of the fellowship; and
then they saddled their nags, and did on the loads and departed; and
the way was evil otherwise, but it was down hill, and all waters ran
east.

All day they rode, and at even when the sun had not quite set, they
pitched their camp at the foot of a round knoll amidst a valley where
was water and grass; and looking down thence, they had a sight of the
fruitful plain, wherein lay Cheaping Knowe all goodly blue in the
distance.

This was a fair place and a lovely, and great ease would they have had
there, were it not that they must keep watch and ward with more pains
than theretofore; for Clement deemed it as good as certain that the
wild men would fall upon them that night.

But all was peaceful the night through, and in the morning they gat to
the way speedily, riding with their armour on, and their bows bent: and
three of the men-at-arms rode ahead to espy the way.

So it befell that they had not ridden two hours ere back came the
fore-riders with the tidings that the pass next below them was thick
with the Strong-thieves.

The fellowship were as then in such a place, that they were riding a
high bare ridge, and could not be assailed to the advantage of the
thieves if they abode where they were; whereas if they went forward,
they must needs go down with the road into the dale that was beset by
the wild men.  Now they were three-score and two all told, but of these
but a score of men-at-arms besides Ralph, and Clement, who was a stout
fighter when need was.  Of the others, some were but lads, and of the
Chapmen were three old men, and more than one blencher besides.
However, all men were armed, and they had many bows, and some of the
chapmen's knaves were fell archers.

So they took counsel together, and to some it seemed better to abide
the onset on their vantage ground.  But to Clement and the older
men-at-arms this seemed of no avail.  For though they could see the
plain country down below, they would have no succour of it; and Clement
bade them think how the night would come at last, and that the longer
they abode, the greater would be the gathering of the Strong-thieves;
so that, all things considered, it were better to fall on at once and
to try the adventure of the valley.  And this after some talk they
yea-said all, save a few who held their skins so dear that their wits
wandered somewhat.

So these timorous ones they bade guard the sumpter beasts and their
loads; and even so they did, and abode a little, while the men-at-arms
and the bowmen went forward without more ado; and Ralph rode betwixt
Clement and the captain of the men-at-arms.

Presently they were come close to the place where the way went down
into the valley, cleaving through a clayey bent, so that the slippery
sides of the cleft went up high to right and left; wherefore by goodhap
there were no big stones anigh to roll down upon them.  Moreover the
way was short, and they rode six abreast down the pass and were soon
through the hollow way.  As he rode Ralph saw a few of the
Strong-thieves at the nether end where the pass widened out, and they
let fly some arrows at the chapmen which did no hurt, though some of
the shafts rattled on the armour of the companions.  But when Clement
saw that folk, and heard the noise of their shouting he lifted up a
great axe that he bore and cried, "St. Agnes for the Mercers!" and set
spurs to his horse.  So did they all, and came clattering and shouting
down the steep road like a stone out of a sling, and drave right into
the valley one and all, the would-be laggards following after; for they
were afraid to be left behind.

The wild men, who, save for wide shields which they bore, were but
evilly armed, mostly in skins of beasts, made no countenance of
defence, but fled all they might towards the steep <DW72>s of the
valley, and then turned and fell to shooting; for the companions durst
not pursue in haste lest they should be scattered, and overwhelmed by
the multitude of foemen; but they drew up along the south side of the
valley, and had the mastery of the road, so that this first bout was
without blood-shedding. Albeit the thieves still shot in their weak
bows from the hill-side, but scarce hurt a man.  Then the bowmen of the
fellowship fell to shooting at the wild men, while the men-at-arms
breathed their horses, and the sumpter-beasts were gathered together
behind them; for they had no dread of abiding there a while, whereas
behind them the ground was broken into a steep shaly cliff, bushed here
and there with tough bushes, so that no man could come up it save by
climbing with hand and knee, and that not easily.

Now when the archers had shot a good while, and some of the thieves had
fallen before them, and men were in good heart because of the flight of
the wild men, Ralph, seeing that these still hung about the <DW72>s,
cried out: "Master Clement, and thou Captain, sure it will be ill-done
to leave these men unbroken behind us, lest they follow us and hang
about our hindermost, slaying us both men and horses."

"Even so," quoth the captain, who was a man of few words, "let us go.
But do thou, Clement, abide by the stuff with the lads and bowmen."

Then he cried out aloud:  "St. Christopher to aid!" and shook his rein,
and all they who were clad in armour and well mounted spurred on with
him against the strong-thieves. But these, when they saw the onset of
the horsemen, but drew a little up the hill-side and stood fast, and
some of the horses were hurt by their shot.  So the captain bade draw
rein and off horse, while Clement led his bowmen nigher, and they shot
well together, and hindered the thieves from closing round the
men-at-arms, or falling on the horses.  So then the companions went
forward stoutly on foot, and entered into the battle of the thieves,
and there was the thrusting and the hewing great:  for the foemen bore
axes, and malls, and spears, and were little afraid, having the
vantage-ground; and they were lithe and strong men, though not tall.

Ralph played manfully, and was hurt by a spear above the knee, but not
grievously; so he heeded it not, but cleared a space all about him with
great strokes of the Upmeads' blade; then as the wild men gave back
there was one of them who stood his ground and let drive a stroke of a
long-handled hammer at him, but Ralph ran in under the stroke and
caught him by the throat and drew him out of the press.  And even
therewith the wild men broke up before the onset of the all-armed
carles, and fled up the hill, and the men-at-arms followed them but a
little, for their armour made them unspeedy; so that they took no more
of those men, though they slew some, but turned about and gathered
round Ralph and made merry over his catch, for they were joyous with
the happy end of battle; and Clement, who had left his bowmen when the
Companions were mingled with the wild-men, was there amidst the nighest.

Said Ralph to him:  "Well, have I got me a servant and thrall good
cheap?" "Yea," said Clement, "if thou deem a polecat a likely hound."
Said the Captain:  "Put thy sword through him, knight."  Quoth another:
"Let him run up hill, and our bowmen shall shoot a match at him."

"Nay," said Ralph, "they have done well with their shooting, let them
rest.  As to my thrusting my sword through the man, Captain, I had done
that before, had I been so minded.  At any rate, I will ask him if he
will serve me truly.  Otherwise he seemeth a strong carle and a handy.
How sayest thou, lad, did I take thee fairly?"  "Yea," said the man,
"thou art a strong lad."

He seemed to fear the swords about him but little, and forsooth he was
a warrior-like man, and not ill-looking. He was of middle height,
strong and well-knit, with black hair like a beast's mane for
shagginess, and bright blue eyes.  He was clad in a short coat of grey
homespun, with an ox-skin habergeon laced up over it; he had neither
helm nor hat, nor shoes, but hosen made of a woollen clout tied about
his legs; his shield of wood and ox-hide lay on the ground a few paces
off, and his hammer beside it, which he had dropped when Ralph first
handled him, but a great ugly knife was still girt to him.

Now Ralph saith to him:  "Which wilt thou--be slain, or serve me?" Said
the carle, grinning, yet not foully:  "Guess if I would not rather
serve thee!"  "Wilt thou serve me truly?" said Ralph.  "Why not?" quoth
the carle:  "yet I warn thee that if thou beat me, save in hot blood, I
shall put a knife into thee when I may."

"O," said one, "thrust him through now at once, lord Ralph." "Nay, I
will not," said Ralph; "he hath warned me fairly.  Maybe he will serve
me truly.  Master Clement, wilt thou lend me a horse for my man to
ride?"  "Yea," said Clement; "yet I misdoubt me of thy new squire."
Then he turned to the men-at-arms and said:  "No tarrying, my masters!
To horse and away before they gather gain!"

So they mounted and rode away from that valley of the pass, and Ralph
made his man ride beside him.  But the man said to him, as soon as they
were riding:  "Take note that I will not fight against my kindred."
"None biddeth thee so," said Ralph; "but do thou take heed that if thou
fight against us I will slay thee outright."  Said the man: "A fair
bargain!"  "Well," said Ralph, "I will have thy knife of thee, lest it
tempt thee, as is the wont of cold iron, and a maiden's body." "Nay,
master," quoth the man, "leave me my knife, as thou art a good fellow.
In two hours time we shall be past all peril of my people, and when we
come down below I will slay thee as many as thou wilt, so it be out of
the kindred.  Forsooth down there evil they be, and unkinsome."

"So be it, lad," said Ralph, laughing, "keep thy knife; but hang this
word of mine thereon, that if thou slay any man of this fellowship save
me, I will rather flay thee alive than slay thee." Quoth the carle:
"That is the bargain, then, and I yeasay it." "Good," said Ralph; "now
tell me thy name."  "Bull Shockhead," said the carle.

But now the fellowship took to riding so fast down the <DW72>s of the
mountains on a far better road, that talking together was not easy.
They kept good watch, both behind and ahead, nor were they set upon
again, though whiles they saw clumps of men on the hill-sides.

So after a while, when it was a little past noon, they came adown to
the lower <DW72>s of the mountains and the foot-hills, which were green
and unstony; and thereon were to be seen cattle and neatherds and
shepherds, and here and there the garth of a homestead, and fenced
acres about it.

So now that they were come down into the peopled parts, they displayed
the banners of their fellowships, to wit, the Agnes, the White Fleece,
the Christopher, and the Ship and Nicholas, which last was the banner
of the Faring-knights of Whitwall; but Ralph was glad to ride under the
banner of St. Nicholas, his friend, and deemed that luck might the
rather come to him thereby.  But they displayed their banners now,
because they knew that no man of the peopled parts would be so hardy as
to fall upon the Chapmen, of whom they looked to have many matters for
their use and pleasure.

So now that they felt themselves safe, they stayed them, and sat down
by a fair little stream, and ate their dinner of such meat and drink as
they had; and Ralph departed his share with his thrall, and the man was
hungry and ate well; so that Clement said mockingly: "Thou feedest thy
thrall over well, lord, even for a king's son: is it so that thou art
minded to fatten him and eat him?" Then some of the others took up the
jest, and bade the carle refrain him of the meat, so that he might not
fatten, and might live the longer.  He hearkened to them, and knit his
brows and looked fiercely from one to the other.  But Ralph laughed
aloud, and shook his finger at him and refrained him, and his wrath ran
off him and he laughed, and shoved the victual into him doughtily, and
sighed for pleasure when he had made an end and drunk a draught of wine.



CHAPTER 22

Ralph Talks With Bull Shockhead


When they rode on again, Ralph rode beside Bull, who was merry and
blithe now he was full of meat and drink; and he spake anon:  "So thou
art a king's son, master?  I deemed from the first that thou wert of
lineage.  For as for these churls of chapmen, and the sworders whom
they wage, they know not the name of their mother's mother, nor have
heard one word of the beginner of their kindred; and their deeds are
like unto their kinlessness."

"And are thy deeds so good?" said Ralph.  "Are they ill," said Bull,
"when they are done against the foemen?"  Said Ralph: "And are all men
your foemen who pass through these mountains?" "All," said Bull, "but
they be of the kindred or their known friends."

"Well, Bull," said Ralph, "I like thy deeds little, that thou shouldest
ravish men and women from their good life, and sell them for a price
into toil and weariness and stripes."

Said Bull:  "How much worse do we than the chapmen by his debtor, and
the lord of the manor by his villein?"  Said Ralph: "Far worse, if ye
did but know it, poor men!"  Quoth Bull: "But I neither know it, nor
can know it, nay, not when thou sayest it; for it is not so.  And look
you, master, this life of a bought thrall is not such an exceeding evil
life; for oft they be dealt with softly and friendly, and have other
thralls to work for them under their whips."

Ralph laughed:  "Which shall I make thee, friend Bull, the upper or the
under?"  Bull reddened, but said naught.  Said Ralph: "Or where shall I
sell thee, that I may make the best penny out of my good luck and
valiancy?"  Bull looked chopfallen: "Nay," said he in a wheedling
voice, "thou wilt not sell me, thou?  For I deem that thou wilt be a
good master to me:  and," he broke into sudden heat hereat, "if I have
another master I shall surely slay him whate'er betide."

Ralph laughed again, and said:  "Seest thou what an evil craft ye
follow, when thou deemest it better to be slain with bitter torments
(as thou shouldest be if thou slewest thy master) than to be sold to
any master save one exceeding good?"

Bull held his peace hereat, but presently he said: "Well, be our craft
good or evil, it is gainful; and whiles there is prey taken right good,
which, for my part, I would not sell, once I had my hand thereon."
"Yea, women?" said Ralph.  "Even so," said Bull, "such an one was taken
by my kinsman Bull Nosy but a little while agone, whom he took down to
the market at Cheaping Knowe, as I had not done if I had once my arms
about her.  For she was as fair as a flower; and yet so well built,
that she could bear as much as a strong man in some ways; and, saith
Nosy, when she was taken, there was no weeping or screeching in her,
but patience rather and quietness, and intent to bear all and
live....Master, may I ask thee a question?"  "Ask on," said Ralph.
Said Bull:  "The pair of beads about thy neck, whence came they?" "They
were the gift of a dear friend," said Ralph.  "A woman?" quoth Bull.
"Yea," said Ralph.

"Now is this strange," said Bull, "and I wot not what it may betoken,
but this same woman had about her neck a pair of beads as like to thine
as if they had been the very same:  did this woman give thee the beads?
For I will say this of thee, master, that thou art well nigh as likely
a man as she is a woman."

Ralph sighed, for this talk of the woman and the beads brought all the
story into his mind, so that it was as if he saw it adoing again: the
Lady of the Wildwood led along to death before he delivered her, and
their flight together from the Water of the Oak, and that murder of her
in the desert.  And betwixt the diverse deeds of the day this had of
late become somewhat dim to him.  Yet after his grief came joy that
this man also had seen the damsel, whom his dream of the night had
called Dorothea, and that he knew of her captors; wherefore by his
means he might come on her and deliver her.

Now he spake aloud:  "Nay, it was not she that gave them to me, but yet
were I fain to find this woman that thou sawest; for I look to meet a
friend whenas I meet her.  So tell me, dost thou think that I may
cheapen her of thy kinsman?"

Bull shook his head, and said:  "It may be:  or it may be that he hath
already sold her to one who heedeth not treasure so much as fair flesh;
and fair is hers beyond most.  But, lord, I will do my best to find her
for thee; as thou art a king's son and no ill master, I deem."

"Do that," quoth Ralph, "and I in turn will do what more I may for thee
besides making thee free."  And therewith he rode forward that he might
get out of earshot, for Bull's tongue seemed like to be long.  And
presently he heard laughter behind him, as the carle began jesting and
talking with the chapman lads.



CHAPTER 23

Of the Town of Cheaping Knowe


Now when it was evening they pitched their camp down in the plain
fields amidst tall elmtrees, and had their banners still flying over
the tents to warn all comers of what they were.  But the next morning
the chapmen and their folk were up betimes to rummage their loads, and
to array their wares for the market; and they gat not to the road
before mid-morning. Meantime of their riding Ralph had more talk with
Bull, who said to him: "Fair lord, I rede thee when thou art in the
market of Cheaping Knowe, bid master Clement bring thee to the
thrall-merchant, and trust me that if such a fair image as that we were
speaking of hath passed through his hands within these three months, he
will remember it; and then thou shalt have at least some tale of what
hath befallen her but a little while ago."

That seemed good rede to Ralph, and when they went on their way he rode
beside Clement, and asked him many things concerning Cheaping Knowe;
and at last about the thrall-market therein.  And Clement said that,
though he dealt not in such wares, he had often seen them sold, and
knew the master of that market.  And when Ralph asked if the said
master would answer questions concerning the selling of men and of
women, Clement smiled and said: "Yea, yea, he will answer; for as he
lives by selling thralls, and every time a thrall is sold by him he
maketh some gain by it, it is to his profit that they change masters as
often as may be; and when thou askest of the woman whom thou art
seeking, he will be deeming that there will be some new chaffer ahead.
I will bring thee to him, and thou shalt ask him of what thou wilt, and
belike he will tell thee quietly over the wine-cup."

Therewith was Ralph well content, and he grew eager to enter into the
town.

They came to the gates a little before sunset, after they had passed
through much fair country; but nigh to the walls it was bare of trees
and thickets, whereas, said Clement, they had been cut down lest they
should serve as cover to strong-thieves or folk assailing the town.
The walls were strong and tall, and a great castle stood high up on a
hill, about which the town was builded; so that if the town were taken
there would yet be another town within it to be taken also.  But the
town within, save for the said castle, was scarce so fairly builded as
the worst of the towns which Ralph had seen erst, though there were a
many houses therein.

Much people was gathered about the gate to see the merchants enter with
banners displayed; and Ralph deemed many of the folk fair, such as were
goodly clad; for many had but foul clouts to cover their nakedness, and
seemed needy and hunger-pinched. Withal there were many warriors
amongst the throng, and most of these bore a token on their sleeves, to
wit, a sword reddened with blood.  And Clement, speaking softly in
Ralph's ear, did him to wit that this was the token of the lord who had
gotten the castle in those days, and was tyrant of the town; and how
that he had so many men-at-arms ready to do his bidding that none in
the town was safe from him if he deemed it more for his pleasure and
profit to rob or maim, or torment or slay, than to suffer them to live
peaceably.  "But with us chapmen," said Clement, "he will not meddle,
lest there be an end of chaffer in the town; and verily the market is
good."

Thus they rode through the streets into the market place, which was
wide and great, and the best houses of the town were therein, and so
came to the hostel of the Merchants, called the Fleece, which was a big
house, and goodly enough.

The next morning Clement and the other chapmen went up into the Castle,
bearing with them gifts out of their wares for the lord, and Clement
bade Ralph keep close till he came back, and especially to keep his
war-caught thrall, Bull Shockhead, safe at home, lest he be taken from
him, and to clothe him in the guise of the chapman lads, and to dock
his hair; and even so Ralph did, though Bull were loath thereto.

About noon the chapmen came back again well pleased; and Clement gave
Ralph a parchment from the lord, which bade all men help and let pass
Ralph of Upmeads, as a sergeant of the chapmen's guard, and said withal
that now he was free to go about the town if he listed, so that he were
back at the hostel of the Fleece by nightfall.

So Ralph went in company with some of the sergeants and others, and
looked at this and that about the town without hindrance, save that the
guard would not suffer them to pass further than the bailey of the
Castle.  And for the said bailey, forsooth, they had but little
stomach; for they saw thence, on the <DW72>s of the Castle-hill, tokens
of the cruel justice of the said lord; for there were men and women
there, yea, and babes also, hanging on gibbets and thrust through with
sharp pales, and when they asked of folk why these had suffered, they
but looked at them as if astonished, and passed on without a word.

So they went thence, and found the master-church, and deemed it not
much fairer than it was great; and it was nowise great, albeit it was
strange and uncouth of fashion.

Then they came to great gardens within the town, and they were
exceeding goodly, and had trees and flowers and fruits in them which
Ralph had not seen hitherto, as lemons, and oranges, and pomegranates;
and the waters were running through them in runnels of ashlar; and the
weather was fair and hot; so they rested in those gardens till it was
evening, and then gat them home to Fleece, where they had good
entertainment.



CHAPTER 24

Ralph Heareth More Tidings of the Damsel


The second day, while the merchants saw to their chaffer, most of the
men-at-arms, and Ralph with them, spent their time again in those
goodly gardens; where, indeed, some of them made friends of fair women
of the place; in which there was less risk than had been for aliens in
some towns, whereas at Cheaping Knowe such women as were wedded
according to law, or damsels in the care of their kindred, or slaves
who were concubines, had not dared so much as to look on a man.

The third day time hung somewhat heavy on Ralph's hands, not but that
the Companions were well at ease, but rather because himseemed that he
was not stirring in the quest.

But the next day Clement bade him come see that thrall-merchant
aforesaid, and brought him to a corner of the market-place, where was a
throng looking on at the cheaping.  They went through the throng, and
beside a stone like a leaping-on stone saw a tall man, goodly of
presence, black bearded, clad in scarlet; and this was the merchant;
and by him were two of his knaves and certain weaponed men who had
brought their wares to the cheaping.  And some of these were arrayed
like those foemen of the mountains.  There was a half score and three
of these chattels to be sold, who stood up one after other on the
stone, that folk might cheapen them.  The cheaping was long about,
because they that had a mind to buy were careful to know what they were
buying, like as if they had been cheapening a horse, and most of them
before they bid their highest had the chattels away into the merchant's
booth to strip them, lest they should buy damaged or unhandsome bodies;
and this more especially if it were a woman, for the men were already
well nigh naked.  Of women four of them were young and goodly, and
Ralph looked at them closely; but they were naught like to the woman of
his quest.

Now this cheaping irked Ralph sorely, as was like to be, whereas, as
hath been told, he came from a land where were no thralls, none but
vavassors and good yeomen:  yet he abode till all was done, hansel
paid, and the thralls led off by their new masters.  Then Clement led
him up to the merchant, to whom he gave the sele of the day, and said:
"Master, this is the young knight of whom I told thee, who deemeth that
a woman who is his friend hath been brought to this market and sold
there, and if he might, he would ransom her."

The merchant greeted Ralph courteously, and bade him and Clement come
into his house, where they might speak more privily.  So did they, and
he treated them with honour, and set wine and spices before them, and
bade Ralph say whatlike the woman was.  Ralph did so, and wondered at
himself how well and closely he could tell of her, like as a picture
painted.  And, moreover, he drew forth that piece of her gown which he
had come on by the Mid-Mountain House.

So when he had done, the merchant, who was a man sober of aspect and
somewhat slow of speech, said:  "Sir, I believe surely that I have seen
this damsel, but she is not with me now, nor have I sold her ever; but
hither was she brought to be sold by a man of the mountain folk not
very many days ago.  And the man's name was Bull Nosy, or the longnosed
man of the kindred of the Bull, for in such wise are named the men of
that unhappy folk.  Now this was the cause why I might not sell her,
that she was so proud and stout that men feared her, what she might do
if they had her away.  And when some spake to see her body naked, she
denied it utterly, saying that she would do a mischief to whomsoever
tried it.  So I spake to him who owned her, and asked him if he thought
it good to take her a while and quell her with such pains as would
spoil her but little, and then bring her to market when she was meeker.
But he heeded my words little, and led her away, she riding on a horse
and he going afoot beside her; for the mountain-men be no horsemen."

Said Ralph:  "Dost thou know at all whither he will have led her?" Said
the merchant:  "By my deeming, he will have gone first of all to the
town of Whiteness, whither thy Fellowship will betake them ere long:
for he will be minded to meet there the Lord of Utterbol, who is for
such like wares; and he will either give her to him as a gift, for
which he will have a gift in return, or he will sell her to my lord at
a price if he dare to chaffer with him.  At least so will he do if he
be wise.  Now if the said lord hath her, it will be somewhat more than
hard for thee to get her again, till he have altogether done with her;
for money and goods are naught to him beside the doing of his will.
But there is this for thy comfort, that whereas she is so fair a woman,
she will be well with my lord.  For I warrant me that she will not dare
to be proud with him, as she was with the folk here."

"Yea," said Ralph, "and what is this lord of Utterbol that all folk,
men and women, fear him so?"  Said the merchant: "Fair sir, thou must
pardon me if I say no more of him.  Belike thou mayst fall in with him;
and if thou dost, take heed that thou make not thyself great with him."

So Ralph thanked the merchant and departed with Clement, of whom
presently he asked if he knew aught of this lord of Utterbol.  Said
Clement: "God forbid that I should ever meet him, save where I were
many and he few.  I have never seen him; but he is deemed by all men as
the worst of the tyrants who vex these lands, and, maybe, the
mightiest."

So was Ralph sore at heart for the damsel, and anon he spake to Bull
again of her, who deemed somewhat, that his kinsman had been minded at
the first to sell her to the lord of Utterbol.  And Ralph thinks his
game a hard one, yet deems that if he could but find out where the
damsel was, he might deliver her, what by sleight, what by boldness.



CHAPTER 25

The Fellowship Comes to Whiteness


Two days thereafter the chapmen having done with their matters in
Cheaping Knowe, whereas they must needs keep some of their wares for
other places, and especially for Goldburg, they dight them to be gone
and rode out a-gates of a mid-morning with banners displayed.

It was some fifty miles thence to Whiteness, which lay close underneath
the mountains, and was, as it were, the door of the passes whereby men
rode to Goldburg.  The land which they passed through was fair, both of
tillage and pasture, with much cattle therein.  Everywhere they saw men
and women working afield, but no houses of worthy yeomen or vavassors,
or cots of good husbandmen.  Here and there was a castle or
strong-house, and here and there long rows of ugly hovels, or whiles
houses, big tall and long, but exceeding foul and ill-favoured, such as
Ralph had not yet seen the like of.  And when he asked of Clement
concerning all this, he said:  "It is as I have told thee, that here be
no freemen who work afield, nay, nor villeins either.  All those whom
ye have seen working have been bought and sold like to those whom we
saw standing on the Stone in the market of Cheaping Knowe, or else were
born of such cattle, and each one of them can be bought and sold again,
and they work not save under the whip.  And as for those hovels and the
long and foul houses, they are the stables wherein this kind of cattle
is harboured."

Then Ralph's heart sank, and he said:  "Master Clement, I prithee tell
me; were it possible that the damsel whom I seek may be come to such a
pass as one of these?" "Nay," quoth Clement, "that is little like to
be; such goodly wares are kept for the adornment of great men's houses.
True it is that whiles the house-thralls be sent into the fields for
their punishment; yet not such as she, unless the master be wholly
wearied of them, or if their wrath outrun their wits; for it is more to
the master's profit to chastise them at home; so keep a good heart I
bid thee, and maybe we shall have tidings at Whiteness."

So Ralph refrained his anxious heart, though forsooth his thought was
much upon the damsel and of how she was faring.

It was not till the third day at sunset that they came to Whiteness;
for on the last day of their riding they came amongst the confused
hills that lay before the great mountains, which were now often hidden
from their sight; but whenever they appeared through the openings of
the near hills, they seemed very great and terrible; dark and bare and
stony; and Clement said that they were little better than they looked
from afar.  As to Whiteness, they saw it a long way off, as it lay on a
long ridge at the end of a valley: and so long was the ridge, that
behind it was nothing green; naught but the huge and bare mountains.
The westering sun fell upon its walls and its houses, so that it looked
white indeed against those great cliffs and crags; though, said
Clement, that these were yet a good way off.  Now when, after a long
ride from the hither end of the valley, they drew nigh to the town,
Ralph saw that the walls and towers were not very high or strong, for
so steep was the hill whereon the town stood, that it needed not.  Here
also was no great castle within the town as at Cheaping Knowe, and the
town itself nothing so big, but long and straggling along the top of
the ridge.  Cheaping Knowe was all builded of stone; but the houses
here were of timber for the most part, done over with pargeting and
whitened well.  Yet was the town more cheerful of aspect than Cheaping
Knowe, and the folk who came thronging about the chapmen at the gates
not so woe-begone, and goodly enough.

Of the lord of Whiteness, Clement told that he paid tribute to him of
Cheaping Knowe, rather for love of peace than for fear of him; for he
was no ill lord, and free men lived well under him.

So the chapmen lodged in the market-place; and in two days time Ralph
got speech of the Deacon of the Chapmen of the Town; who told him two
matters; first that the lord of Utterbol had not been in Whiteness
these six months; and next that the wild man had verily brought the
damsel into the market; but he had turned away thence suddenly with
her, without bringing her to the stone, and that it was most like that
he would have the lord of Utterbol buy her; who, since he would be
deeming that he might easily bend her to his will, would give him the
better penny for her.  "At the last," quoth the Deacon, "the wild man
led her away toward the mountain pass that goeth to Goldburg, the
damsel and he alone, and she with her hands unbound and riding a little
horse." Of these tidings Ralph deemed it good that all traces of her
were not lost; but his heart misgave him when he thought that by this
time she must surely be in the hands of the lord of Utterbol.



CHAPTER 26

They Ride the Mountains Toward Goldburg


Five days the Fellowship abode at Whiteness, and or ever they departed
Clement waged men-at-arms of the lord of the town, besides servants to
look to the beasts amongst the mountains, so that what with one, what
with another, they entered the gates of the mountains a goodly company
of four score and ten.

Ralph asked of Bull if any of those whom he might meet in these
mountains were of his kindred; and he answered, nay, unless perchance
there might be some one or two going their peaceful errands there like
Bull Nosy.  So Ralph armed him with a good sword and a shield, and
would have given him a steel hood also, but he would not bear it,
saying that if sword and shield could not keep his head he had well
earned a split skull.

Seven days they rode the mountains, and the way was toilsome and weary
enough, for it was naught but a stony maze of the rocks where nothing
living dwelt, and nothing grew, save now and again a little dwarf
willow.  Yet was there naught worse to meet save toil, because they
were over strong for the wild men to meddle with them, whereas the
kindreds thereabout were but feeble.

But as it drew towards evening on the seventh day Ralph had ridden a
little ahead with Bull alone, if he might perchance have a sight of the
ending of this grievous wilderness, as Clement said might be, since now
the way was down-hill, and all waters ran east.  So as they rode, and
it was about sunset, they saw something lying by a big stone under a
cliff; so they drew nigh, and saw a man lying on his back, and they
deemed he was dead.  So Bull went up to him, and leapt off his horse
close by him and bent over him, but straightway cast up his arms and
set up a long wailing whoop, and then another and another, so that they
that were behind heard it and came up upon the spur.  But Ralph leapt
from his horse, and ran up to Bull and said: "What aileth thee to whoop
and wail?  Who is it?"  But Bull turned about and shook his head at
him, and said:  "It is a man of my kindred, even he that was leading
away thy she-friend; and belike she it was that slew him, or why is she
not here: Ochone! ahoo! ahoo!"  Therewith fire ran through Ralph's
heart, and he bethought him of that other murder in the wilderness, and
he fell to wringing his hands, and cried out:  "Ah, and where is she,
where is she?  Is she also taken away from me for ever?  O me unhappy!"

And he drew his sword therewith, and ran about amongst the rocks and
the bushes seeking her body.

And therewith came up Clement, and others of the company, and wondered
to see Bull kneeling down by the corpse, and to hear him crying out and
wailing, and Ralph running about like one mad, and crying out now: "Oh!
that I might find her!  Mayhappen she is alive yet, and anigh here in
some cleft of the rocks in this miserable wilderness.  O my love that
hast lain in mine arms, wouldst thou not have me find her alive?  But
if she be dead, then will I slay myself, for as young as I am, that I
may find thee and her out of the world, since from the world both ye
are gone."

Then Clement went up to Ralph, and would have a true tale out of him,
and asked him what was amiss; but Ralph stared wild at him and answered
not.  But Bull cried out from where he knelt:  "He is seeking the
woman, and I would that he could find her; for then would I slay her on
the howe of my kinsman: for she hath slain him; she hath slain him."

That word heard Ralph, and he ran at Bull with uplifted sword to slay
him; but Clement tripped him and he fell, and his sword flew out of his
hand.  Then Clement and two of the others bound his hands with their
girdles, till they might know what had befallen; for they deemed that a
devil had entered into him, and feared that he would do a mischief to
himself or some other.

And now was the whole Fellowship assembled, and stood in a ring round
about Ralph and Bull, and the dead man; as for him, he had been dead
some time, many days belike; but in that high and clear cold air, his
carcase, whistled by the wind, had dried rather than rotted, and his
face was clear to be seen with its great hooked nose and long black
hair: and his skull was cloven.

Now Bull had done his wailing for his kinsman, and he seemed to wake up
as from a dream, and looked about the ring of men and spake:  "Here is
a great to do, my masters!  What will ye with me?  Have ye heard, or is
it your custom, that when a man cometh on the dead corpse of his
brother, his own mother's son, he turneth it over with his foot, as if
it were the carcase of a dog, and so goeth on his way?  This I ask,
that albeit I be but a war-taken thrall, I be suffered to lay my
brother in earth and heap a howe over him in these mountains."

They all murmured a yeasay to this save Ralph.  He had been sobered by
his fall, and was standing up now betwixt Clement and the captain, who
had unbound his hands, now that the others had come up; he hung his
head, and was ashamed of his fury by seeming.  But when Bull had
spoken, and the others had answered, Ralph said to Bull, wrathfully
still, but like a man in his wits: "Why didst thou say that thou
wouldest slay her?"  "Hast thou found her?" said Bull.  "Nay," quoth
Ralph, sullenly.  "Well, then," said Bull, "when thou dost find her, we
will speak of it." Said Ralph:  "Why didst thou say that she hath slain
him?" "I was put out of my wits by the sight of him dead," said Bull;
"But now I say mayhappen she hath slain him."

"And mayhappen not," said Clement; "look here to the cleaving of his
skull right through this iron headpiece, which he will have bought at
Cheaping Knowe (for I have seen suchlike in the armourers' booth
there): it must have taken a strong man to do this."

"Yea," quoth the captain, "and a big sword to boot: this is the stroke
of a strong man wielding a good weapon."

Said Bull:  "Well, and will my master bid me forego vengeance for my
brother's slaying, or that I bear him to purse?  Then let him slay me
now, for I am his thrall."  Said Ralph: "Thou shalt do as thou wilt
herein, and I also will do as I will.  For if she slew him, the taking
of her captive should be set against the slaying."  "That is but
right," said the captain; "but Sir Ralph, I bid thee take the word of
an old man-at-arms for it, that she slew him not; neither she, nor any
other woman."

Said Clement:  "Well, let all this be.  But tell me, lord Ralph, what
thou wouldst do, since now thou art come to thyself again?" Said Ralph:
"I would seek the wilderness hereabout, if perchance the damsel be
thrust into some cleft or cavern, alive or dead."

"Well," said Clement, "this is my rede.  Since Bull Shockhead would
bury his brother, and lord Ralph would seek the damsel, and whereas
there is water anigh, and the sun is well nigh set, let us pitch our
tents and abide here till morning, and let night bring counsel unto
some of us.  How say ye, fellows?"

None naysaid it, and they fell to pitching the tents, and lighting the
cooking-fires; but Bull at once betook him to digging a grave for his
brother, whilst Ralph with the captain and four others went and sought
all about the place, and looked into all clefts of rocks, and found not
the maiden, nor any token of her.  They were long about it, and when
they were come back again, and it was night, though the moon shone out,
there was Bull Shockhead standing by the howe of his brother Bull Nosy,
which was heaped up high over the place where they had found him.

So when Bull saw him, he turned to him and said: "King's son, I have
done what needs was for this present.  Now, wilt thou slay me for my
fault, or shall I be thy man again, and serve thee truly unless the
blood feud come between us?" Said Ralph:  "Thou shalt serve me truly,
and help me to find him who hath slain thy brother, and carried off the
damsel; for even thus it hath been done meseemeth, since about here we
have seen no signs of her alive or dead.  But to-morrow we shall seek
wider ere I ride on my way." "Yea," said Bull, "and I will be one in
the search."

So then they gat them to their sleeping-berths, and Ralph, contrary to
his wont, lay long awake, pondering these things; till at last he said
to himself that this woman, whom he called Dorothea, was certainly
alive, and wotted that he was seeking her.  And then it seemed to him
that he could behold her through the darkness of night, clad in the
green flowered gown as he had first seen her, and she bewailing her
captivity and the long tarrying of the deliverer as she went to and fro
in a great chamber builded of marble and done about with gold and
bright colours: and or ever he slept, he deemed this to be a vision of
what then was, rather than a memory of what had been; and it was sweet
to his very soul.



CHAPTER 27

Clement Tells of Goldburg


Now when it was morning he rose early and roused Bull and the captain,
and they searched in divers places where they had not been the night
before, and even a good way back about the road they had ridden
yesterday, but found no tidings.  And Ralph said to himself that this
was naught but what he had looked for after that vision of the night.

So he rode with his fellows somewhat shamefaced that they had seen that
sudden madness in him; but was presently of better cheer than he had
been yet.  He rode beside Clement; they went downhill speedily, and the
wilderness began to better, and there was grass at whiles, and bushes
here and there.  A little after noon they came out of a pass cleft deep
through the rocks by a swift stream which had once been far greater
than then, and climbed up a steep ridge that lay across the road, and
looking down from the top of it, beheld the open country again.  But
this was otherwise from what they had beheld from the mountain's brow
above Cheaping Knowe.  For thence the mountains beyond Whiteness, even
those that they had just ridden, were clear to be seen like the wall of
the plain country.  But here, looking adown, the land below them seemed
but a great spreading plain with no hills rising from it, save that far
away they could see a certain break in it, and amidst that, something
that was brighter than the face of the land elsewhere.  Clement told
Ralph that this was Goldburg and that it was built on a gathering of
hills, not great, but going up steep from the plain.  And the plain,
said he, was not so wholly flat and even as it looked from up there,
but swelled at whiles into downs and low hills.  He told him that
Goldburg was an exceeding fair town to behold; that the lord who had
built it had brought from over the mountains masons and wood-wrights
and artificers of all kinds, that they might make it as fair as might
be, and that he spared on it neither wealth nor toil nor pains.  For in
sooth he deemed that he should find the Well at the World's End, and
drink thereof, and live long and young and fair past all record;
therefore had he builded this city, to be the house and home of his
long-enduring joyance.

Now some said that he had found the Well, and drank thereof; others
naysaid that; but all deemed that they knew how that Goldburg was not
done building ere that lord was slain in a tumult, and that what was
then undone was cobbled up after the uncomely fashion of the towns
thereabout.

Clement said moreover that, this happy lord dead, things had not gone
so well there as had been looked for.  Forsooth it had been that lord's
will and meaning that all folks in Goldburg should thrive, both those
who wrought and those for whom they wrought.  But it went not so, but
there were many poor folk there, and few wealthy.

Again said Clement that though the tillers and toilers of Goldburg were
not for the most part mere thralls and chattels, as in the lands beyond
the mountains behind them, yet were they little more thriving for that
cause; whereas they belonged not to a master, who must at worst feed
them, and to no manor, whose acres they might till for their
livelihood, and on whose pastures they might feed their cattle; nor had
they any to help or sustain them against the oppressor and the violent
man; so that they toiled and swinked and died with none heeding them,
save they that had the work of their hands good cheap; and they
forsooth heeded them less than their draught beasts whom they must
needs buy with money, and whose bellies they must needs fill; whereas
these poor wretches were slaves without a price, and if one died
another took his place on the chance that thereby he might escape
present death by hunger, for there was a great many of them.



CHAPTER 28

Now They Come to Goldburg


That night they slept yet amongst the mountains, or rather in the first
of the hill country at their feet; but on the morrow they rode down
into the lowlands, and thereby lost all sight of Goldburg, and it was
yet afar off, so that they rode four days through lands well-tilled,
but for the most part ill-housed, a country of little hills and hollows
and rising grounds, before they came in sight of it again heaving up
huge and bright under the sun.  It was built partly on three hills, the
buttresses of a long ridge which turned a wide river, and on the ridge
itself, and partly on the flat shore of the river, on either side,
hillward and plainward: but a great white wall girt it all about, which
went right over the river as a bridge, and on the plain side it was
exceeding high, so that its battlements might be somewhat evened with
those of the hill-wall above.  So that as they came up to the place
they saw little of the town because of the enormity of the wall; scarce
aught save a spire or a tall towering roof here and there.

So when they were come anigh the gate, they displayed their banners and
rode right up to it; and people thronged the walls to see their riding.
One by one they passed through the wicket of the gate:  which gate
itself was verily huge beyond measure, all built of great
ashlar-stones; and when they were within, it was like a hall somewhat
long and exceeding high, most fairly vaulted; midmost of the said hall
they rode through a noble arch on their right hand, and lo another hall
exceeding long, but lower than the first, with many glazen windows set
in its townward wall; and when they looked through these, they saw the
river running underneath; for this was naught but the lower bridge of
the city and they learned afterwards and saw, that above the vault of
this long bridge rose up the castle, chamber on chamber, till its
battlements were level with the highest towers of the wall on the hill
top.

Thus they passed the bridge, and turning to the left at its ending,
came into the Water-Street of Goldburg, where the river, with wide
quays on either side thereof, ran betwixt the houses.  As for these,
beneath the dwellings went a fair arched passage like to the ambulatory
of an abbey; and every house all along this street was a palace for its
goodliness.  The houses were built of white stones and red and grey;
with shapely pillars to the cloister, and all about carvings of imagery
and knots of flowers; goodly were the windows and all glazed, as fair
as might be.  On the river were great barges, and other craft such as
were not sea-goers, river-ships that might get them through the bridges
and furnished with masts that might be lowered and shipped.

Much people was gathered to see the chapmen enter, yet scarce so many
as might be looked for in so goodly a town; yea, and many of the folk
were clad foully, and were haggard of countenance, and cried on the
chapmen for alms.  Howbeit some were clad gaily and richly enough, and
were fair of favour as any that Ralph had seen since he left Upmeads:
and amongst these goodly folk were women not a few, whose gear and
bearing called to Ralph's mind the women of the Wheatwearers whom he
had seen erst in the Burg of the Four Friths, whereas they were
somewhat wantonly clad in scanty and thin raiment.  And of these,
though they were not all thralls, were many who were in servitude:
for, as Clement did Ralph to wit, though the tillers of the soil, and
the herdsmen, in short the hewers of wood and drawers of water, were
men masterless, yet rich men might and did buy both men and women for
servants in their houses, and for their pleasure and profit in divers
wise.

So they rode to their hostel in the market place, which lay a little
back from the river in an ingle of the ridge and one of its buttresses;
and all round the said market were houses as fair as the first they had
seen: but above, on the hill-sides, save for the castle and palace of
the Queen (for a woman ruled in Goldburg), were the houses but low,
poorly built of post and pan, and thatched with straw, or reed, or
shingle.  But the great church was all along one side of the market
place; and albeit this folk was somewhat wild and strange of faith for
Christian men, yet was it dainty and delicate as might be, and its
steeples and bell-towers were high and well builded, and adorned
exceeding richly.

So they lighted down at their hostel, and never had Ralph seen such
another, for the court within was very great and with a fair garden
filled with flowers and orchard-trees, and amidst it was a fountain of
fresh water, built in the goodliest fashion of many-
marble-stones. And the arched and pillared way about the said court was
as fair as the cloister of a mitred abbey; and the hall for the guests
was of like fashion, vaulted with marvellous cunning, and with a row of
pillars amidmost.

There they abode in good entertainment; yet this noted Ralph, that as
goodly as was the fashion of the building of that house, yet the
hangings and beds, and stools, and chairs, and other plenishing were no
richer or better than might be seen in the hostelry of any good town.

So they went bedward, and Ralph slept dreamlessly, as was mostly his
wont.



CHAPTER 29

Of Goldburg and the Queen Thereof


On the morrow, when Ralph and Clement met in the hall, Clement spake
and said:  "Lord Ralph, as I told thee in Whitwall, we chapmen are now
at the end of our outward journey, and in about twenty days time we
shall turn back to the mountains; but, as I deem, thou wilt be minded
to follow up thy quest of the damsel, and whatsoever else thou mayst be
seeking.  Now this thou mayst well do whiles we are here in Goldburg,
and yet come back hither in time to fare back with us: and also, if
thou wilt, thou mayst have fellows in thy quest, to wit some of those
our men-at-arms, who love thee well.  But now, when thou hast done thy
best these days during, if thou hast then found naught, I counsel thee
and beseech thee to come thy ways back with us, that we twain may wend
to Upmeads together, where thou shalt live well, and better all the
deeds of thy father.  Meseemeth this will be more meet for thee than
the casting away of thy life in seeking a woman, who maybe will be
naught to thee when thou hast found her; or in chasing some castle in
the clouds, that shall be never the nigher to thee, how far soever thou
farest.  For now I tell thee that I have known this while how thou art
seeking the Well at the World's End; and who knoweth that there is any
such thing on the earth?  Come, then, thou art fair, and young, and
strong; and if ye seek wealth thou shalt have it, and my furtherance to
the utmost, if that be aught worth.  Bethink thee, child, there are
they that love thee in Upmeads and thereabout, were it but thy gossip,
my wife, dame Katherine."

Said Ralph:  "Master Clement, I thank thee for all that thou hast said,
and thy behest, and thy deeds.  Thy rede is good, and in all ways will
I follow it save one; to wit, that if I have not found the damsel ere
ye turn back, I must needs abide in this land searching for her.  And I
pray the pardon both of thee and of thy gossip, if I answer not your
love as ye would, and perchance as I should.  Yea, and of Upmeads also
I crave pardon.  But in doing as I do, my deed shall be but according
to the duty bounden on me by mine oath, when Duke Osmond made me knight
last year, in the church of St. Laurence of Upmeads."

Said Clement:  "I see that there is something else in it than that; I
see thee to be young, and that love and desire bind thee in closer
bonds than thy knightly oath.  Well, so it must be, and till thou hast
her, there is but one woman in the world for thee."

"Nay, it is not so, Master Clement," said Ralph, "and I will tell thee
this, so that thou mayst trow my naysay; since I departed from Upmeads,
I have been taken in the toils of love, and desired a fair woman, and I
have won her and death hath taken her.  Trowest thou my word?"

"Yea," said Clement, "but to one of thy years love is not plucked up by
the root, and it soon groweth again."  Then said Ralph, sadly: "Now
tell my gossip of this when thou comest home." Clement nodded yeasay,
and Ralph spake again in a moment: "And now will I begin my search in
Goldburg by praying thee to bring me to speech of merchants and others
who may have seen or heard tidings of my damsel."

He looked at Clement anxiously as he spoke; and Clement smiled, for he
said to himself that looking into Ralph's heart on this matter was like
looking into a chamber through an open window.  But he said:  "Fear not
but I will look to it; I am thy friend, and not thy schoolmaster."

Therewith he departed from Ralph, and within three days he had brought
him to speech of all those who were like to know anything of the
matter; and one and all they said that they had seen no such woman, and
that as for the Lord of Utterbol, he had not been in Goldburg these
three months.  But one of the merchants said:  "Master Clement, if this
young knight is boun for Utterbol, he beareth his life in his hand, as
thou knowest full well.  Now I rede thee bring him to our Queen, who is
good and compassionate, and if she may not help him otherwise, yet
belike she may give him in writing to show to that tyrant, which may
stand him in stead: for it does not do for any man to go against the
will of our Lady and Queen; who will surely pay him back for his
ill-will some day or other." Said Clement:  "It is well thought of, and
I will surely do as thou biddest."

So wore four days, and, that time during, Ralph was going to and fro
asking questions of folk that he came across, as people new come to the
city and hunters from the mountain-feet and the forests of the plain,
and mariners and such like, concerning the damsel and the Lord of
Utterbol; and Bull also went about seeking tidings: but whereas Ralph
asked downright what he wanted to know, Bull was wary, and rather led
men on to talk with him concerning those things than asked them of them
in such wise that they saw the question.  Albeit it was all one, and no
tidings came to them; indeed, the name of the Lord of Utterbol (whom
forsooth Bull named not) seemed to freeze the speech of men's tongues,
and they commonly went away at once when it was spoken.

On the fifth day came Clement to Ralph and said: "Now will I bring thee
to the Queen, and she is young, and so fair, and withal so wise, that
it seems to me not all so sure but that the sight of her will make an
end of thy quest once for all.  So that meseems thou mayest abide here
in a life far better than wandering amongst uncouth folk, perilous and
cruel.  Yea, so thou mayst have it if thou wilt, being so exceeding
goodly, and wise, and well-spoken, and of high lineage."

Ralph heard and reddened, but gave him back no answer; and they went
together to the High House of the Queen, which was like a piece of the
Kingdom of Heaven for loveliness, so many pillars as there were of
bright marble stone, and gilded, and the chapiters carved most
excellently: not many hangings on the walls, for the walls themselves
were carven, and painted with pictures in the most excellent manner;
the floors withal were so dainty that they seemed as if they were made
for none but the feet of the fairest of women.  And all this was set
amidst of gardens, the like of which they had never seen.

But they entered without more ado, and were brought by the pages to the
Lady's innermost chamber; and if the rest of the house were goodly,
this was goodlier, and a marvel, so that it seemed wrought rather by
goldsmiths and jewellers than by masons and carvers.  Yet indeed many
had said with Clement that the Queen who sat there was the goodliest
part thereof.

Now she spake to Clement and said:  "Hail, merchant!  Is this the young
knight of whom thou tellest, he who seeketh his beloved that hath been
borne away into thralldom by evil men?"

"Even so," said Clement.  But Ralph spake:  "Nay, Lady, the damsel whom
I seek is not my beloved, but my friend.  My beloved is dead."

The Queen looked on him smiling kindly, yet was her face somewhat
troubled.  She said:  "Master chapman, thy time here is not over long
for all that thou hast to do; so we give thee leave to depart with our
thanks for bringing a friend to see us.  But this knight hath no
affairs to look to: so if he will abide with us for a little, it will
be our pleasure."

So Clement made his obeisance and went his ways.  But the Queen bade
Ralph sit before her, and tell her of his griefs, and she looked so
kindly and friendly upon him that the heart melted within him, and he
might say no word, for the tears that brake out from him, and he wept
before her; while she looked on him, the colour coming and going in her
face, and her lips trembling, and let him weep on.  But he thought not
of her, but of himself and how kind she was to him.  But after a while
he mastered his passion and began, and told her all he had done and
suffered.  Long was the tale in the telling, for it was sweet to him to
lay before her both his grief and his hope.  She let him talk on, and
whiles she listened to him, and whiles, not, but all the time she gazed
on him, yet sometimes askance, as if she were ashamed.  As for him, he
saw her face how fair and lovely she was, yet was there little longing
in his heart for her, more than for one of the painted women on the
wall, for as kind and as dear as he deemed her.

When he had done, she kept silence a while, but at last she enforced
her, and spake:  "Sad it is for the mother that bore thee that thou art
not in her house, wherein all things would be kind and familiar to
thee.  Maybe thou art seeking for what is not.  Or maybe thou shalt
seek and shalt find, and there may be naught in what thou findest,
whereof to give thee such gifts as are meet for thy faithfulness and
valiancy.  But in thine home shouldst thou have all gifts which thou
mayest desire."

Then was she silent awhile, and then spake:  "Yet must I needs say that
I would that thine home were in Goldburg."

He smiled sadly and looked on her, but with no astonishment, and indeed
he still scarce thought of her as he said: "Lady and Queen, thou art
good to me beyond measure.  Yet, look you!  One home I had, and left
it; another I looked to have, and I lost it; and now I have no home.
Maybe in days to come I shall go back to mine old home; and whiles I
wonder with what eyes it will look on me.  For merry is that land, and
dear; and I have become sorrowful."

"Fear not," she said; "I say again that in thine home shall all things
look kindly on thee."

Once more she sat silent, and no word did his heart bid him speak.
Then she sighed and said:  "Fair lord, I bid thee come and go in this
house as thou wilt; but whereas there are many folk who must needs see
me, and many things are appointed for me to do, therefore I pray thee
to come hither in three days' space, and meanwhile I will look to the
matter of thy search, that I may speed thee on the way to Utterness,
which is no great way from Utterbol, and is the last town whereof we
know aught.  And I will write a letter for thee to give to the lord of
Utterbol, which he will heed, if he heedeth aught my good-will or
enmity.  I beseech thee come for it in three days wearing."

Therewith she arose and took his hand and led him to the door, and he
departed, blessing her goodness, and wondering at her courtesy and
gentle speech.

For those three days he was still seeking tidings everywhere, till folk
began to know of him far and wide, and to talk of him.  And at the time
appointed he went to the Queen's House and was brought to her chamber
as before, and she was alone therein.  She greeted him and smiled on
him exceeding kindly, but he might not fail to note of her that she
looked sad and her face was worn by sorrow.  She bade him sit beside
her, and said: "Hast thou any tidings of the woman whom thou seekest?"
"Nay, nay," said he, "and now I am minded to carry on the search
out-a-gates. I have some good friends who will go with me awhile.  But
thou, Lady, hast thou heard aught?"

"Naught of the damsel," she said.  "But there is something else.  As
Clement told me, thou seekest the Well at the World's End, and through
Utterness and by Utterbol is a way whereby folk seek thither.  Mayst
thou find it, and may it profit thee more than it did my kinsman of
old, who first raised up Goldburg in the wilderness.  Whereas for him
was naught but strife and confusion, till he was slain in a quarrel,
wherein to fail was to fail, and to win the day was to win shame and
misery."

She looked on him sweetly and said:  "Thou art nowise such as he; and
if thou drink of the Well, thou wilt go back to Upmeads, and thy father
and mother, and thine own folk and thine home.  But now here is the
letter which thou shalt give to the Lord of Utterbol if thou meet him;
and mayhappen he is naught so evil a man as the tale of him runs."

She gave him the letter into his hands, and spake again: "And now I
have this to say to thee, if anything go amiss with thee, and thou be
nigh enough to seek to me, come hither, and then, in whatso plight thou
mayst be, or whatsoever deed thou mayst have done, here will be the
open door for thee and the welcome of a friend."

Her voice shook a little as she spake, and she was silent again,
mastering her trouble.  Then she said:  "At last I must say this to
thee, that there may no lie be between us.  That damsel of whom thou
spakest that she was but thy friend, and not thy love--O that I might
be thy friend in such-wise! But over clearly I see that it may not be
so.  For thy mind looketh on thy deeds to come, that they shall be
shared by some other than me.  Friend, it seemeth strange and strange
to me that I have come on thee so suddenly, and loved thee so sorely,
and that I must needs say farewell to thee in so short a while.
Farewell, farewell!"

Therewith she arose, and once more she took his hand in hers, and led
him to the door.  And he was sorry and all amazed: for he had not
thought so much of her before, that he might see that she loved him;
and he thought but that she, being happy and great, was kind to him who
was hapless and homeless.  And he was bewildered by her words and sore
ashamed that for all his grief for her he had no speech, and scarce a
look for her; he knew not what to do or say.

So he left the Queen's House and the court thereof, as though the
pavement were growing red hot beneath his feet.



CHAPTER 30

Ralph Hath Hope of Tidings Concerning the Well at the World's End


Now he goes to Clement, and tells him that he deems he has no need to
abide their departure from Goldburg to say farewell and follow his
quest further afield; since it is clear that in Goldburg he should have
no more tidings.  Clement laughed and said: "Not so fast, Lord Ralph;
thou mayst yet hear a word or two." "What!" said Ralph, "hast thou
heard of something new?" Said Clement:  "There has been a man here
seeking thee, who said that he wotted of a wise man who could tell thee
much concerning the Well at the World's End.  And when I asked him of
the Damsel and the Lord of Utterbol, if he knew anything of her, he
said yea, but that he would keep it for thy privy ear.  So I bade him
go and come again when thou shouldst be here.  And I deem that he will
not tarry long."

Now they were sitting on a bench outside the hall of the hostel, with
the court between them and the gate; and Ralph said: "Tell me, didst
thou deem the man good or bad?"  Said Clement: "He was hard to look
into:  but at least he looked not a fierce or cruel man; nor indeed did
he seem false or sly, though I take him for one who hath lost his
manhood--but lo you! here he comes across the court."

So Ralph looked, and saw in sooth a man drawing nigh, who came straight
up to them and lowted to them, and then stood before them waiting for
their word:  he was fat and somewhat short, white-faced and
pink-cheeked, with yellow hair long and curling, and with a little thin
red beard and blue eyes: altogether much unlike the fashion of men of
those parts.  He was clad gaily in an orange-tawny coat laced with
silver, and broidered with colours.

Clement spake to him and said:  "This is the young knight who is minded
to seek further east to wot if it be mere lies which he hath heard of
the Well at the World's End."

The new-comer lowted before them again, and said in a small voice, and
as one who was shy and somewhat afeared:  "Lords, I can tell many a
tale concerning that Well, and them who have gone on the quest thereof.
And the first thing I have to tell is that the way thereto is through
Utterness, and that I can be a shower of the way and a leader to any
worthy knight who listeth to seek thither; and moreover, I know of a
sage who dwelleth not far from the town of Utterness, and who, if he
will, can put a seeker of the Well on the right road."

He looked askance on Ralph, whose face flushed and whose eyes glittered
at that word.  But Clement said:  "Yea, that seemeth fair to look to:
but hark ye!  Is it not so that the way to Utterness is perilous?" Said
the man:  "Thou mayst rather call it deadly, to any who is not
furnished with a let-pass from the Lord of Utterbol, as I am.  But with
such a scroll a child or a woman may wend the road unharmed." "Where
hast thou the said let-pass?" said Clement.  "Here," quoth the
new-comer; and therewith he drew a scroll from out of his pouch, and
opened it before them, and they read it together, and sure enough it
was a writing charging all men so let pass and aid Morfinn the Minstrel
(of whose aspect it told closely), under pain of falling into the
displeasure of Gandolf, Lord of Utterbol; and the date thereon was but
three months old.

Said Clement:  "This is good, this let-pass: see thou, Ralph, the seal
of Utterbol, the Bear upon the Castle Wall.  None would dare to
counterfeit this seal, save one who was weary of life, and longed for
torments."

Said Ralph, smiling:  "Thou seest, Master Clement, that there must be a
parting betwixt us, and that this man's coming furthers it: but were he
or were he not, yet the parting had come.  And wert thou not liefer
that it should come in a way to pleasure and aid me, than that thou
shouldst but leave me behind at Goldburg when thou departest: and I
with naught done toward the achieving my quest, but merely dragging my
deedless body about these streets; and at last, it may be, going on a
perilous journey without guiding or safe-conduct?"

"Yea, lad," said Clement, "I wotted well that thou wouldst take thine
own way, but fain had I been that it had been mine also." Then he
pondered a while and said afterwards:  "I suppose that thou wilt take
thy servant Bull Shockhead with thee, for he is a stout man-at-arms,
and I deem him trusty, though he be a wild man.  But one man is of
little avail to a traveller on a perilous road, so if thou wilt I will
give leave and license to a half score of our sergeants to follow thee
on the road; for, as thou wottest, I may easily wage others in their
place.  Or else wouldst thou ask the Queen of Goldburg to give thee a
score of men-at-arms; she looked to me the other day as one who would
deny thee few of thine askings."

Ralph blushed red, and said:  "Nay, I will not ask her this." Then he
was silent; the new-comer looked from one to the other, and said
nothing.  At last Ralph spake:  "Look you, Clement, my friend, I wot
well how thou wouldst make my goings safe, even if it were to thy loss,
and I thank thee for it:  but I deem I shall do no better than putting
myself into this man's hands, since he has a let-pass for the lands of
him of Utterbol: and meseemeth from all that I have heard, that a half
score or a score, or for the matter of that an hundred men-at-arms
would not be enough to fight a way to Utterbol, and their gathering
together would draw folk upon them, who would not meddle with two men
journeying together, even if they had no let-pass of this mighty man."
Clement sighed and grunted, and then said: "Well, lord, maybe thou art
right."

"Yea," said the guide, "he is as right as may be: I have not spoken
before lest ye might have deemed me untrusty: but now I tell thee this,
that never should a small band of men unknown win through the lands of
the Lord of Utterbol, or the land debatable that lieth betwixt them and
Goldburg."

Ralph nodded friendly at him as he spake; but Clement looked on him
sternly; and the man beheld his scowling face innocently, and took no
heed of it.

Then said Ralph:  "As to Bull Shockhead, I will speak to him anon; but
I will not take him with me; for indeed I fear lest his mountain-pride
grow up over greenly at whiles and entangle me in some thicket of peril
hard to win out of."

"Well," said Clement, "and when wilt thou depart?" "To-morrow," said
Ralph, "if my faring-fellow be ready for me by then." "I am all ready,"
said the man:  "if thou wilt ride out by the east gate about two hours
before noon to-morrow, I will abide thee on a good horse with all that
we may need for the journey: and now I ask leave."  "Thou hast it,"
said Clement.

So the man departed, and those two being left alone, Master Clement
said: "Well, I deemed that nothing else would come of it:  and I fear
that thy gossip will be ill-content with me; for great is the peril."
"Yea," said Ralph, "and great the reward."  Clement smiled and sighed,
and said:  "Well, lad, even so hath a many thought before thee, wise
men as well as fools."  Ralph looked at him and reddened, and departed
from him a little, and went walking in the cloister there to and fro,
and pondered these matters; and whatever he might do, still would that
trim figure be before his eyes which he had looked on so gladly
erewhile in the hostel of Bourton Abbas; and he said aloud to himself:
"Surely she needeth me, and draweth me to her whether I will or no." So
wore the day.



CHAPTER 31

The Beginning of the Road To Utterbol


Early next morning Ralph arose and called Bull Shockhead to him and
said:  "So it is, Bull, that thou art my war-taken thrall." Bull nodded
his head, but frowned therewithal.  Said Ralph: "If I bid thee aught
that is not beyond reason thou wilt do it, wilt thou not?"  "Yea," said
Bull, surlily.  "Well," quoth Ralph, "I am going a journey east-away,
and I may not have thee with me, therefore I bid thee take this gold
and go free with my goodwill." Bull's face lighted up, and the eyes
glittered in his face; but he said: "Yea, king's son, but why wilt thou
not take me with thee?" Said Ralph:  "It is a perilous journey, and thy
being with me will cast thee into peril and make mine more.  Moreover,
I have an errand, as thou wottest, which is all mine own."

Bull pondered a little and then said:  "King's son, I was thinking at
first that our errands lay together, and it is so; but belike thou
sayest true that there will be less peril to each of us if we sunder at
this time.  But now I will say this to thee, that henceforth thou shalt
be as a brother to me, if thou wilt have it so, and if ever thou comest
amongst our people, thou wilt be in no danger of them:  nay, they shall
do all the good they may to thee."

Then he took him by the hand and kissed him, and he set his hand to his
gear and drew forth a little purse of some small beast's skin that was
broidered in front with a pair of bull's horns: then he stooped down
and plucked a long and tough bent from the grass at his feet (for they
were talking in the garden of the hostel) and twisted it swiftly into a
strange knot of many plies, and opening the purse laid it therein and
said: "King's son, this is the token whereby it shall be known amongst
our folk that I have made thee my brother:  were the flames roaring
about thee, or the swords clashing over thine head, if thou cry out, I
am the brother of Bull Shockhead, all those of my kindred who are near
will be thy friends and thy helpers.  And now I say to thee farewell:
but it is not altogether unlike that thou mayst hear of me again in the
furthest East." So Ralph departed from him, and Clement went with Ralph
to the Gate of Goldburg, and bade him farewell there; and or they
parted he said: "Meseems I have with me now some deal of the foreseeing
of Katherine my wife, and in my mind it is that we shall yet see thee
at Wulstead and Upmeads, and thou no less famous than now thou art.
This is my last word to thee."  Therewith they parted, and Ralph rode
his ways.

He came on his way-leader about a bowshot from the gate and they
greeted each other:  the said guide was clad no otherwise than
yesterday: he had saddle-bags on his horse, which was a strong black
roadster: but he was nowise armed, and bore but a satchel with a case
of knives done on to it, and on the other side a fiddle in its case.
So Ralph smiled on him and said:  "Thou hast no weapon, then?" "What
need for weapon?" said he; "since we are not of might for battle.  This
is my weapon," said he, touching his fiddle, "and withal it is my field
and mine acre that raiseth flesh-meat and bread for me: yea, and whiles
a little drink."

So they rode on together and the man was blithe and merry: and Ralph
said to him:  "Since we are fellows for a good while, as I suppose,
what shall I call thee?"  Said he, "Morfinn the Minstrel I hight, to
serve thee, fair lord.  Or some call me Morfinn the Unmanned.  Wilt
thou not now ask me concerning that privy word that I had for thy
ears?" "Yea," said Ralph reddening, "hath it to do with a woman?"
"Naught less," said Morfinn.  "For I heard of thee asking many
questions thereof in Goldburg, and I said to myself, now may I, who am
bound for Utterness, do a good turn to this fair young lord, whose face
bewrayeth his heart, and telleth all men that he is kind and bounteous;
so that there is no doubt but he will reward me well at once for any
help I may give him; and also it may be that he will do me a good turn
hereafter in memory of this that I have done him."

"Speak, wilt thou not," said Ralph, "and tell me at once if thou hast
seen this woman?  Be sure that I shall reward thee."  "Nay, nay, fair
sir," said Morfinn; "a woman I have seen brought captive to the House
of Utterbol.  See thou to it if it be she whom thou seekest."

He smiled therewith, but now Ralph deemed him not so debonnaire as he
had at first, for there was mocking in the smile; therefore he was
wroth, but he refrained him and said: "Sir Minstrel, I wot not why thou
hast come with a tale in thy mouth and it will not out of it:  lo you,
will this open the doors of speech to thee" (and he reached his hand
out to him with two pieces of gold lying therein) "or shall this?" and
therewith he half drew his sword from his sheath.

Said Morfinn, grinning again:  "Nay, I fear not the bare steel in thine
hands, Knight; for thou hast not fool written plain in thy face;
therefore thou wilt not slay thy way-leader, or even anger him over
much.  And as to thy gold, the wages shall be paid at the journey's
end.  I was but seeking about in my mind how best to tell thee my tale
so that thou mightest believe my word, which is true.  Thus it goes: As
I left Utterbol a month ago, I saw a damsel brought in captive there,
and she seemed to me so exceeding fair that I looked hard on her, and
asked one of the men-at-arms who is my friend concerning the market
whereat she was cheapened; and he told me that she had not been bought,
but taken out of the hands of the wild men from the further mountains.
Is that aught like to your story, lord?"  "Yea," said Ralph, knitting
his brows in eagerness.  "Well," said Morfinn, "but there are more fair
women than one in the world, and belike this is not thy friend: so now,
as well as I may, I will tell thee what-like she was, and if thou
knowest her not, thou mayst give me those two gold pieces and go back
again.  She was tall rather than short, and slim rather than bigly
made.  But many women are fashioned so: and doubtless she was worn by
travel, since she has at least come from over the mountains:  but that
is little to tell her by: her hands, and her feet also (for she was a
horseback and barefoot) wrought well beyond most women:  yet so might
it have been with some: yet few, methinks, of women who have worked
afield, as I deem her to have done, would have hands and feet so
shapely:  her face tanned with the sun, but with fair colour shining
through it; her hair brown, yet with a fair bright colour shining
therein, and very abundant: her cheeks smooth, round and well wrought
as any imager could do them: her chin round and cloven:  her lips full
and red, but firm-set as if she might be both valiant and wroth.  Her
eyes set wide apart, grey and deep:  her whole face sweet of aspect, as
though she might be exceeding kind to one that pleased her; yet high
and proud of demeanour also, meseemed, as though she were come of great
kindred.  Is this aught like to thy friend?"

He spake all this slowly and smoothly and that mocking smile came into
his face now and again.  Ralph grew pale as he spoke and knitted his
brows as one in great wrath and grief; and he was slow to answer; but
at last he said "Yea," shortly and sharply.

Then said Morfinn:  "And yet after all it might not be she: for there
might be another or two even in these parts of whom all this might be
said.  But now I will tell thee of her raiment, though there may be but
little help to thee therein, as she may have shifted it many times
since thou hast seen her.  Thus it was: she was clad outwardly in a
green gown, short of skirt as of one wont to go afoot; somewhat
straight in the sleeves as of one who hath household work to do, and
there was broidery many  on the seams thereof, and a border of
flower-work round the hem: and this I noted, that a cantle of the skirt
had been rent away by some hap of the journey.  Now what sayest thou,
fair lord?  Have I done well to bring thee this tale?"

"O yea, yea," said Ralph, and he might not contain himself; but set
spurs to his horse and galloped on ahead for some furlong or so: and
then drew rein and gat off his horse, and made as if he would see to
his saddle-girths, for he might not refrain from weeping the sweet and
bitter tears of desire and fear, so stirred the soul within him.

Morfinn rode on quietly, and by then he came up, Ralph was mounting
again, and when he was in the saddle he turned away his head from his
fellow and said in a husky voice: "Morfinn, I command thee, or if thou
wilt I beseech thee, that thou speak not to me again of this woman whom
I am seeking; for it moveth me over much."  "That is well, lord," said
Morfinn, "I will do after thy command; and there be many other matters
to speak of besides one fair woman."

Then they rode on soberly a while, and Ralph kept silence, as he rode
pondering much; but the minstrel hummed snatches of rhyme as he rode
the way.

But at last Ralph turned to him suddenly and said:  "Tell me,
way-leader, in what wise did they seem to be using that woman?" The
minstrel chuckled:  "Fair lord," said he, "if I had a mind for mocking
I might say of thee that thou blowest both hot and cold, since it was
but half an hour ago that thou badest me speak naught of her:  but I
deem that I know thy mind herein: so I will tell thee that they seemed
to be using her courteously; as is no marvel; for who would wish to mar
so fair an image?  O, it will be well with her:  I noted that the Lord
seemed to think it good to ride beside her, and eye her all over.  Yea,
she shall have a merry life of it if she but do somewhat after the
Lord's will."

Ralph looked askance at him fiercely, but the other heeded it naught:
then said Ralph, "And how if she do not his will?"  Said Morfinn,
grinning: "Then hath my Lord a many servants to do his will."  Ralph
held his peace for a long while; at last he turned a cleared brow to
Morfinn and said; "Dost thou tell of the Lord of Utterbol that he is a
good lord and merciful to his folk and servants?"

"Fair sir," said the minstrel; "thou hast bidden me not speak of one
woman, now will I pray thee not to speak of one man, and that is my
Lord of Utterbol."

Ralph's heart fell at this word, and he asked no question as to
wherefore.

So now they rode on both, rather more than soberly for a while: but the
day was fair; the sun shone, the wind blew, and the sweet scents
floated about them, and Ralph's heart cast off its burden somewhat and
he fell to speech again; and the minstrel answered him gaily by
seeming, noting many things as they rode along, as one that took
delight in the fashion of the earth.

It was a fresh and bright morning of early autumn, the sheaves were on
the acres, and the grapes were blackening to the vintage, and the
beasts and birds at least were merry.  But little merry were the
husbandmen whom they met, either carles or queans, and they were
scantily and foully clad, and sullen-faced, if not hunger-pinched.

If they came across any somewhat joyous, it was here and there certain
gangrel folk resting on the wayside grass, or coming out of woods and
other passes by twos and threes, whiles with a child or two with them.
These were of aspect like to the gipsies of our time and nation, and
were armed all of them, and mostly well clad after their fashion.
Sometimes when there were as many as four or five carles of them
together, they would draw up amidst of the highway, but presently would
turn aside at the sight either of Ralph's war-gear or of the minstrel's
raiment.  Forsooth, some of them seemed to know him, and nodded
friendly to him as they passed by, but he gave them back no good day.

They had now ridden out of the lands of Goldburg, which were narrow on
that side, and the day was wearing fast.  This way the land was fair
and rich, with no hills of any size.  They crossed a big river twice by
bridges, and small streams often, mostly by fords.

Some two hours before sunset they came upon a place where a byway
joined the high road, and on the ingle stood a chapel of stone (whether
of the heathen or Christian men Ralph wotted not, for it was uncouth of
fashion), and by the door of the said chapel, on a tussock of grass,
sat a knight all-armed save the head, and beside him a squire held his
war-horse, and five other men-at-arms stood anigh bearing halberds and
axes of strange fashion.  The knight rose to his feet when he saw the
wayfarers coming up the rising ground, and Ralph had his hand on his
sword-hilt; but ere they met, the minstrel said,--

"Nay, nay, draw thy let-pass, not thy sword.  This knight shalt bid
thee to a courteous joust; but do thou nay-say it, for he is a mere
felon, and shalt set his men-at-arms on thee, and then will rob thee
and slay thee after, or cast thee into his prison."

So Ralph drew out his parchment which Morfinn had given into his
keeping, and held it open in his hand, and when the knight called out
on him in a rough voice as they drew anigh, he said: "Nay, sir, I may
not stay me now, need driveth me on." Quoth the knight, smoothing out a
knitted brow:  "Fair sir, since thou art a friend of our lord, wilt
thou not come home to my house, which is hard by, and rest awhile, and
eat a morsel, and drink a cup, and sleep in a fair chamber thereafter?"

"Nay, sir," said Ralph, "for time presses;" and he passed on withal,
and the knight made no step to stay him, but laughed a short laugh,
like a swine snorting, and sat him down on the grass again.  Ralph
heeded him naught, but was glad that his let-pass was shown to be good
for something; but he could see that the minstrel was nigh sick for
fear and was shaking like an aspen leaf, and it was long ere he found
his tongue again.

Forth then they rode till dusk, when the minstrel stayed Ralph at a
place where a sort of hovels lay together about a house somewhat better
builded, which Ralph took for a hostelry, though it had no sign nor
bush.  They entered the said house, wherein was an old woman to whom
the minstrel spake a word or two in a tongue that Ralph knew not, and
straightway she got them victual and drink nowise ill, and showed them
to beds thereafter.

In spite of both victuals and drink the minstrel fell silent and moody;
it might be from weariness, Ralph deemed; and he himself had no great
lust for talk, so he went bedward, and made the bed pay for all.



CHAPTER 32

Ralph Happens on Evil Days


Early on the morrow they departed, and now in the morning light and the
sun the minstrel seemed glad again, and talked abundantly, even though
at whiles Ralph answered him little.

As they rode, the land began to get less fertile and less, till at last
there was but tillage here and there in patches: of houses there were
but few, and the rest was but dark heathland and bog, with scraggy
woods scattered about the country-side.

Naught happened to tell of, save that once in the afternoon, as they
were riding up to the skirts of one of the woods aforesaid, weaponed
men came forth from it and drew up across the way; they were a dozen in
all, and four were horsed.  Ralph set his hand to his sword, but the
minstrel cried out, "Nay, no weapons, no weapons!  Pull out thy
let-pass again and show it in thine hand, and then let us on."

So saying he drew a white kerchief from his hand, and tied it to the
end of his riding staff, and so rode trembling by Ralph's side:
therewith they rode on together towards those men, whom as they drew
nearer they heard laughing and jeering at them, though in a tongue that
Ralph knew not.

They came so close at last that the waylayers could see the parchment
clearly, with the seal thereon, and then they made obeisance to it, as
though it were the relic of a saint, and drew off quietly into the wood
one by one.  These were big men, and savage-looking, and their armour
was utterly uncouth.

The minstrel was loud in his mirth when they were well past these men;
but Ralph rode on silently, and was somewhat soberly.

"Fair sir," quoth the minstrel, "I would wager that I know thy
thought."  "Yea," said Ralph, "what is it then?" Said the minstrel:
"Thou art thinking what thou shalt do when thou meetest suchlike folk
on thy way back; but fear not, for with that same seal thou shalt pass
through the land again." Said Ralph:  "Yea, something like that,
forsooth, was my thought.  But also I was pondering who should be my
guide when I leave Utterbol."  The minstrel looked at him askance;
quoth he: "Thou mayst leave thinking of that awhile."  Ralph looked
hard at him, but could make naught of the look of his face; so he said:
"Why dost thou say that?"  Said Morfinn: "Because I know whither thou
art bound, and have been wondering this long while that thou hast asked
me not about the way to the WELL at the WORLD'S END:  since I told thy
friend the merchant that I could tell thee somewhat concerning it.  But
I suppose thou hast been thinking of something else?"

"Well," said Ralph, "tell me what thou hast to say of the Well." Said
Morfinn:  "This will I tell thee first:  that if thou hast any doubt
that such a place there is, thou mayst set that aside; for we of
Utterness and Utterbol are sure thereof; and of all nations and peoples
whereof we know, we deem that we are the nighest thereto.  How sayest
thou, is that not already something?" "Yea, verily," said Ralph.

"Now," said Morfinn, "the next thing to be said is that we are on the
road thereto:  but the third thing again is this, lord, that though few
who seek it find it, yet we know that some have failed not of it,
besides that lord of Goldburg, of whom I know that thou hast heard.
Furthermore, there dwelleth a sage in the woods not right far from
Utterbol, a hermit living by himself; and folk seek to him for divers
lore, to be holpen by him in one way or other, and of him men say that
he hath so much lore concerning the road to the Well (whether he hath
been there himself they know not certainly), that if he will, he can
put anyone on the road so surely that he will not fail to come there,
but he be slain on the way, as I said to thee in Goldburg.  True it is
that the said sage is chary of his lore, and if he think any harm of
the seeker, he will show him naught; but, fair sir, thou art so valiant
and so goodly, and as meseemeth so good a knight per amours, that I
deem it a certain thing that he will tell thee the uttermost of his
knowledge."

Now again waxed Ralph eager concerning his quest; for true it is that
since he had had that story of the damsel from the minstrel, she had
stood in the way before the Well at the World's End.  But now he said:
"And canst thou bring me to the said sage, good minstrel?" "Without
doubt," quoth Morfinn, "when we are once safe at Utterbol.  From
Utterbol ye may wend any road."

"Yea," said Ralph, "and there are perils yet a few on the way, is it
not so?" "So it is," said the minstrel; "but to-morrow shall try all."
Said Ralph: "And is there some special peril ahead to-morrow? And if it
be so, what is it?"  Said his fellow:  "It would avail thee naught to
know it.  What then, doth that daunt thee?"  "No," said Ralph, "by then
it is nigh enough to hurt us, we shall be nigh enough to see it."
"Well said!" quoth the minstrel; "but now we must mend our pace, or
dark night shall overtake us amid these rough ways."

Wild as the land was, they came at even to a place where were a few
houses of woodmen or hunters; and they got off their horses and knocked
at the door of one of these, and a great black-haired carle opened to
them, who, when he saw the knight's armour, would have clapped the door
to again, had not Ralph by the minstrel's rede held out the parchment
to him, who when he saw it became humble indeed, and gave them such
guesting as he might, which was scant indeed of victual or drink, save
wild-fowl from the heath.  But they had wine with them from the last
guest-house, whereof they bade the carle to drink; but he would not,
and in all wise seemed to be in dread of them.

When it was morning early they rode their ways, and the carle seemed
glad to be rid of them.  After they had ridden a few miles the land
bettered somewhat; there were islands of deep green pasture amidst the
blackness of the heath, with cattle grazing on them, and here and there
was a little tillage: the land was little better than level, only it
swelled a little this way and that.  It was a bright sunny day and the
air very clear, and as they rode Ralph said:  "Quite clear is the sky,
and yet one cloud there is in the offing; but this is strange about it,
though I have been watching it this half hour, and looking to see the
rack come up from that quarter, yet it changes not at all.  I never saw
the like of this cloud."

Said the minstrel:  "Yea, fair sir, and of this cloud I must tell thee
that it will change no more till the bones of the earth are tumbled
together.  Forsooth this is no cloud, but the topmost head of the
mountain ridge which men call the Wall of the World:  and if ever thou
come close up to the said Wall, that shall fear thee, I deem, however
fearless thou be." "Is it nigh to Utterness?" said Ralph.  "Nay," said
the minstrel, "not so nigh; for as huge as it seemeth thence."

Said Ralph:  "Do folk tell that the Well at the World's End lieth
beyond it?" "Surely," said the minstrel.

Said Ralph, his face flushing:  "Forsooth, that ancient lord of
Goldburg came through those mountains, and why not I?" "Yea," said the
minstrel, "why not?"  And therewith he looked uneasily on Ralph, who
heeded his looks naught, for his mind was set on high matters.

On then they rode, and when trees or some dip in the land hid that
mountain top from them, the way seemed long to Ralph.

Naught befell to tell of for some while; but at last, when it was
drawing towards evening again, they had been riding through a thick
pine-wood for a long while, and coming out of it they beheld before
them a plain country fairly well grassed, but lo! on the field not far
from the roadside a pavilion pitched and a banner on the top thereof,
but the banner hung down about the staff, so that the bearing was not
seen: and about this pavilion, which was great and rich of fashion,
were many tents great and small, and there were horses tethered in the
field, and men moving about the gleam of armour.

At this sight the minstrel drew rein and stared about him wildly; but
Ralph said:  "What is this, is it the peril aforesaid?" "Yea," quoth
the minstrel, shivering with fear.  "What aileth thee?" said Ralph;
"have we not the let-pass, what then can befall us?  If this be other
than the Lord of Utterbol, he will see our let-pass and let us alone;
or if it be he indeed, what harm shall he do to the bearers of his own
pass?  Come on then, or else (and therewith he half drew his sword) is
this Lord of Utterbol but another name for the Devil in Hell?"

But the minstrel still stared wild and trembled; then he stammered out:
"I thought I should bring thee to Utterness first, and that some other
should lead thee thence, I did not look to see him.  I dare not, I dare
not!  O look, look!"

As he spake the wind arose and ran along the wood-side, and beat back
from it and stirred the canvas of the tents and raised the folds of the
banner, and blew it out, so that the bearing was clear to see; yet
Ralph deemed it naught dreadful, but an armoury fit for a baron, to
wit, a black bear on a castle-wall on a field of gold.

But as Ralph sat on his horse gazing, himseemed that men were looking
towards him, and a great horn was sounded hard by the pavilion; then
Ralph looked toward the minstrel fiercely, and laughed and said:  "I
see now that thou art another traitor: so get thee gone; I have more to
do than the slaying of thee." And therewith he turned his horse's head,
and smote the spurs into the sides of him, and went a great gallop over
the field on the right side of the road, away from the gay pavilion;
but even therewith came a half-score of horsemen from the camp, as if
they were awaiting him, and they spurred after him straightway.

The race was no long one, for Ralph's beast was wearied, and the other
horses were fresh, and Ralph knew naught of the country before him,
whereas those riders knew it well.  Therefore it was but a few minutes
till they came up with him, and he made no show of defence, but
suffered them to lead him away, and he crossed the highway, where he
saw no token of the minstrel.

So they brought him to the pavilion, and made him dismount and led him
in.  The dusk had fallen by now, but within it was all bright with
candles.  The pavilion was hung with rich silken cloth, and at the
further end, on a carpet of the hunting, was an ivory chair, whereon
sat a man, who was the only one sitting.  He was clad in a gown of blue
silk, broidered with roundels beaten with the Bear upon the Castle-wall.

Ralph deemed that this must be no other than the Lord of Utterbol, yet
after all the tales he had heard of that lord, he seemed no such
terrible man:  he was short of stature, but broad across the shoulders,
his hair long, strait, and dark brown of hue, and his beard scanty: he
was straight-featured and smooth-faced, and had been no ill-looking
man, save that his skin was sallow and for his eyes, which were brown,
small, and somewhat bloodshot.

Beside him stood Morfinn bowed down with fear and not daring to look
either at the Lord or at Ralph.  Wherefore he knew for certain that
when he had called him traitor even now, that it was no more than the
very sooth, and that he had fallen into the trap; though how or why he
wotted not clearly.  Well then might his heart have fallen, but so it
was, that when he looked into the face of this Lord, the terror of the
lands, hatred of him so beset his heart that it swallowed up fear in
him.  Albeit he held himself well in hand, for his soul was waxing, and
he deemed that he should yet do great deeds, therefore he desired to
live, whatsoever pains or shame of the passing day he might suffer.

Now this mighty lord spake, and his voice was harsh and squeaking, so
that the sound of it was worse than the sight of his face; and he said:
"Bring the man forth, that I may see him." So they brought up Ralph,
till he was eye to eye with the Lord, who turned to Morfinn and said:
"Is this thy catch, lucky man?" "Yea," quavered Morfinn, not lifting
his eyes; "Will he do, lord?"

"Do?" said the lord, "How can I see him when he is all muffled up in
steel?  Ye fools! doff his wargear."

Speedily then had they stripped Ralph of hauberk, and helm, and arm and
leg plates, so that he stood up in his jerkin and breeches, and the
lord leaned forward to look on him as if he were cheapening a horse;
and then turned to a man somewhat stricken in years, clad in scarlet,
who stood on his other hand, and said to him: "Well, David the Sage, is
this the sort of man?  Is he goodly enough?"

Then the elder put on a pair of spectacles and eyed Ralph curiously a
while, and then said:  "There are no two words to be said about it; he
is a goodly and well-fashioned a young man as was ever sold."

"Well," said the lord, turning towards Morfinn, "the catch is good,
lucky man:  David will give thee gold for it, and thou mayst go back
west when thou wilt.  And thou must be lucky again, moreover; because
there are women needed for my house; and they must be goodly and meek,
and not grievously marked with stripes, or branded, so that thou hadst
best take them, luckily if thou mayst, and not buy them.  Now go, for
there are more than enough men under this woven roof, and we need no
half-men to boot."

Said David, the old man, grinning:  "He will hold him well paid if he
go unscathed from before thee, lord:  for he looked not to meet thee
here, but thought to bring the young man to Utterness, that he might be
kept there till thou camest."

The lord said, grimly:  "He is not far wrong to fear me, maybe: but he
shall go for this time.  But if he bring me not those women within
three months' wearing, and if there be but two uncomely ones amongst
them, let him look to it.  Give him his gold, David.  Now take ye the
new man, and let him rest, and give him meat and drink.  And look you,
David, if he be not in condition when he cometh home to Utterbol, thou
shalt pay for it in one way or other, if not in thine own person, since
thou art old, and deft of service, then through those that be dear to
thee.  Go now!"

David smiled on Ralph and led him out unto a tent not far off, and
there he made much of him, and bade bring meat and drink and all he
needed.  Withal he bade him not to try fleeing, lest he be slain; and
he showed him how nigh the guards were and how many.

Glad was the old man when he saw the captive put a good face on
matters, and that he was not down-hearted. In sooth that hatred of the
tyrant mingled with hope sustained Ralph's heart.  He had been minded
when he was brought before the lord to have shown the letter of the
Queen of Goldburg, and to defy him if he still held him captive.  But
when he had beheld him and his fellowship a while he thought better of
it.  For though they had abundance of rich plenishing, and gay raiment,
and good weapons and armour, howbeit of strange and uncouth fashion,
yet he deemed when he looked on them that they would scarce have the
souls of men in their bodies, but that they were utterly vile through
and through, like the shapes of an evil dream.  Therefore he thought
shame of it to show the Queen's letter to them, even as if he had shown
them the very naked body of her, who had been so piteous kind to him.
Also he had no mind to wear his heart on his sleeve, but would keep his
own counsel, and let his foemen speak and show what was in their minds.
For this cause he now made himself sweet, and was of good cheer with
old David, deeming him to be a great man there; as indeed he was, being
the chief counsellor of the Lord of Utterbol; though forsooth not so
much his counsellor as that he durst counsel otherwise than as the Lord
desired to go; unless he thought that it would bring his said Lord, and
therefore himself, to very present peril and damage.  In short, though
this man had not been bought for money, he was little better than a
thrall of the higher sort, as forsooth were all the Lord's men, saving
the best and trustiest of his warriors: and these were men whom the
Lord somewhat feared himself: though, on the other hand, he could not
but know that they understood how the dread of the Lord of Utterbol was
a shield to them, and that if it were to die out amongst men, their own
skins were not worth many days' purchase.

So then David spake pleasantly with Ralph, and ate and drank with him,
and saw that he was well bedded for the night, and left him in the
first watch.  But Ralph lay down in little more trouble than the night
before, when, though he were being led friendly to Utterness, yet he
had not been able to think what he should do when he came there:
whereas now he thought: Who knoweth what shall betide? and for me there
is nought to do save to lay hold of the occasion that another may give
me.  And at the worst I scarce deem that I am being led to the
slaughter.



CHAPTER 33

Ralph is Brought on the Road Towards Utterbol


But now when it was morning they struck the tents and laded them on
wains, and went their ways the selfsame road that Ralph had been minded
for yesterday; to wit the road to Utterness; but now must he ride it
unarmed and guarded:  other shame had he none.  Indeed David, who stuck
close to his side all day, was so sugary sweet with him, and praised
and encouraged him so diligently, that Ralph began to have misgivings
that all this kindness was but as the flower-garlands wherewith the
heathen times men were wont to deck the slaughter-beasts for the
blood-offering. Yea, and into his mind came certain tales of how there
were heathen men yet in the world, who beguiled men and women, and
offered them up to their devils, whom they called gods: but all this
ran off him soon, when he bethought him how little wisdom there was in
running to meet the evil, which might be on the way, and that way a
rough and perilous one.  So he plucked up heart, and spake freely and
gaily with David and one or two others who rode anigh.

They were amidst of the company:  the Lord went first after his
fore-runners in a litter done about with precious cloths; and two score
horsemen came next, fully armed after their manner.  Then rode Ralph
with David and a half dozen of the magnates: then came a sort of cooks
and other serving men, but none without a weapon, and last another
score of men-at-arms: so that he saw that fleeing was not to be thought
of though he was not bound, and save for lack of weapons rode like a
free man.

The day was clear as yesterday had been, wherefore again Ralph saw the
distant mountain-top like a cloud; and he gazed at it long till David
said:  "I see that thou art gazing hard at the mountains, and perchance
art longing to be beyond them, were it but to see what like the land is
on the further side.  If all tales be true thou art best this side
thereof, whatever thy lot may be."

"Lieth death on the other side then?" quoth Ralph.  "Yea," said David,
"but that is not all, since he is not asleep elsewhere in the world:
but men say that over there are things to be seen which might slay a
strong man for pure fear, without stroke of sword or dint of axe."

"Yea," said Ralph, "but how was it then with him that builded Goldburg?"

"O," said David, "hast thou heard that tale?  Well, they say of him,
who certes went over those mountains, and drank of the Well at the
World's End, that he was one of the lucky: yet for all his luck never
had he drunk the draught had he not been helped by one who had learned
many things, a woman to wit.  For he was one of them with whom all
women are in love; and thence indeed was his luck....Moreover, when all
is said, 'tis but a tale."

"Yea," quoth Ralph laughing, "even as the tales of the ghosts and bugs
that abide the wayfarer on the other side of yonder white moveless
cloud."

David laughed in his turn and said:  "Thou hast me there; and whether
or no, these tales are nothing to us, who shall never leave Utterbol
again while we live, save in such a company as this." Then he held his
peace, but presently spake again:  "Hast thou heard anything, then, of
those tales of the Well at the World's End?  I mean others beside that
concerning the lord of Goldburg?"

"Yea, surely I have," said Ralph, nowise changing countenance.  Said
David: "Deemest thou aught of them? deemest thou that it may be true
that a man may drink of the Well and recover his youth thereby?"

Ralph laughed and said:  "Master, it is rather for me to ask thee
hereof, than thou me, since thou dwellest so much nigher thereto than I
have done heretofore."

David drew up close to him, and said softly:  "Nigher?  Yea, but belike
not so much nigher."

"How meanest thou?" said Ralph.

Said David:  "Is it so nigh that a man may leave home and come thereto
in his life-time?"

"Yea," said Ralph, "in my tales it is."

Said the old man still softlier:  "Had I deemed that true I had tried
the adventure, whatever might lie beyond the mountains, but (and he
sighed withal) I deem it untrue."

Therewith dropped the talk of that matter:  and in sooth Ralph was
loath to make many words thereof, lest his eagerness shine through, and
all the story of him be known.

Anon it was noon, and the lord bade all men stay for meat: so his
serving men busied them about his dinner, and David went with them.
Then the men-at-arms bade Ralph sit among them and share their meat.
So they sat down all by the wayside, and they spake kindly and friendly
to Ralph, and especially their captain, a man somewhat low of stature,
but long-armed like the Lord, a man of middle age, beardless and spare
of body, but wiry and tough-looking, with hair of the hue of the dust
of the sandstone quarry.  This man fell a-talking with Ralph, and asked
him of the manner of tilting and courteous jousting between knights in
the countries of knighthood, till that talk dropped between them.  Then
Ralph looked round upon the land, which had now worsened again, and was
little better than rough moorland, little fed, and not at all tilled,
and he said:  "This is but a sorry land for earth's increase."

"Well," said the captain, "I wot not; it beareth plover and whimbrel
and conies and hares; yea, and men withal, some few.  And whereas it
beareth naught else, that cometh of my lord's will: for deemest thou
that he should suffer a rich land betwixt him and Goldburg, that it
might sustain an host big enough to deal with him?"

"But is not this his land?" said Ralph.

Said the captain:  "Nay, and also yea.  None shall dwell in it save as
he willeth, and they shall pay him tribute, be it never so little.  Yet
some there are of them, who are to him as the hounds be to the hunter,
and these same he even wageth, so that if aught rare and goodly cometh
their way they shall bring it to his hands; as thou thyself knowest to
thy cost."

"Yea," said Ralph smiling, "and is Morfinn the Unmanned one of these
curs?" "Yea," said the captain, with a grin, "and one of the richest of
them, in despite of his fiddle and minstrel's gear, and his lack of
manhood: for he is one of the cunningest of men.  But my Lord unmanned
him for some good reason."

Ralph kept silence and while and then said:  "Why doth the Goldburg
folk suffer all this felony, robbery and confusion, so near their
borders, and the land debateable?"

Said the captain, and again he grinned:  "Passing for thy hard words,
sir knight, why dost thou suffer me to lead thee along whither thou
wouldest not?"

"Because I cannot help myself," said Ralph.

Said the captain:  "Even so it is with the Goldburg folk: if they raise
hand against some of these strong-thieves or man-stealers, he has but
to send the war-arrow round about these deserts, as ye deem them, and
he will presently have as rough a company of carles for his fellows as
need be, say ten hundred of them.  And the Goldburg folk are not very
handy at a fray without their walls.  Forsooth within them it is
another matter, and beside not even our Lord of Utterbol would see
Goldburg broken down, no, not for all that he might win there."

"Is it deemed a holy place in the land, then?" said Ralph.

"I wot not the meaning of holy," said the other:  "but all we deem that
when Goldburg shall fall, the world shall change, so that living
therein shall be hard to them that have not drunk of the water of the
Well at the World's End."

Ralph was silent a while and eyed the captain curiously: then he said:
"Have the Goldburgers so drunk?"  Said the captain: "Nay, nay; but the
word goes that under each tower of Goldburg lieth a youth and a maiden
that have drunk of the water, and might not die save by point and edge."

Then was Ralph silent again, for once more he fell pondering the matter
if he had been led away to be offered as a blood offering to some of
evil gods of the land.  But as he pondered a flourish of trumpets was
blown, and all men sprang up, and the captain said to Ralph: "Now hath
our Lord done his dinner and we must to horse." Anon they were on the
way again, and they rode long and saw little change in the aspect of
the land, neither did that cloudlike token of the distant mountains
grow any greater or clearer to Ralph's deeming.



CHAPTER 34

The Lord of Utterbol Will Wot of Ralph's Might and Minstrelsy


A little before sunset they made halt for the night, and Ralph was
shown to a tent as erst, and had meat and drink good enough brought to
him.  But somewhat after he had done eating comes David to him and
says: "Up, young man! and come to my lord, he asketh for thee."

"What will he want with me?" said Ralph.

"Yea, that is a proper question to ask!" quoth David; "as though the
knife should ask the cutler, what wilt thou cut with me?  Dost thou
deem that I durst ask him of his will with thee?" "I am ready to go
with thee," said Ralph.

So they went forth; but Ralph's heart fell and he sickened at the
thought of seeing that man again.  Nevertheless he set his face as
brass, and thrust back both his fear and his hatred for a fitter
occasion.

Soon they came into the pavilion of the Lord, who was sitting there as
yester eve, save that his gown was red, and done about with gold and
turquoise and emerald.  David brought Ralph nigh to his seat, but spake
not.  The mighty lord was sitting with his head drooping, and his arm
hanging over his knee, with a heavy countenance as though he were
brooding matters which pleased him naught.  But in a while he sat up
with a start, and turned about and saw David standing there with Ralph,
and spake at once like a man waking up: "He that sold thee to me said
that thou wert of avail for many things.  Now tell me, what canst thou
do?"

Ralph so hated him, that he was of half a mind to answer naught save by
smiting him to slay him; but there was no weapon anigh, and life was
sweet to him with all the tale that was lying ahead.  So he answered
coldly:  "It is sooth, lord, that I can do more than one deed."

"Canst thou back a horse?" said the Lord.  Said Ralph:  "As well as
many." Said the Lord:  "Canst thou break a wild horse, and shoe him,
and physic him?"

"Not worse than some," said Ralph.

"Can'st thou play with sword and spear?" said the Lord.

"Better than some few," said Ralph.  "How shall I know that?" said the
Lord.  Said Ralph:  "Try me, lord!"  Indeed, he half hoped that if it
came to that, he might escape in the hurley.

The Lord looked on him and said:  "Well, it may be tried.  But here is
a cold and proud answerer, David.  I misdoubt me whether it be worth
while bringing him home."

David looked timidly on Ralph and said:  "Thou hast paid the price for
him, lord."

"Yea, that is true," said the Lord.  "Thou! can'st thou play at the
chess?" "Yea," said Ralph.  "Can'st thou music?" said the other.
"Yea," said Ralph, "when I am merry, or whiles indeed when I am sad."

The lord said:  "Make thyself merry or sad, which thou wilt; but sing,
or thou shalt be beaten.  Ho!  Bring ye the harp." Then they brought it
as he bade.

But Ralph looked to right and left and saw no deliverance, and knew
this for the first hour of his thralldom.  Yet, as he thought of it
all, he remembered that if he would do, he must needs bear and forbear;
and his face cleared, and he looked round about again and let his eyes
rest calmly on all eyes that he met till they came on the Lord's face
again.  Then he let his hand fall into the strings and they fell
a-tinkling sweetly, like unto the song of the winter robin, and at last
he lifted his voice and sang:

    Still now is the stithy this morning unclouded,
    Nought stirs in the thorp save the yellow-haired maid
    A-peeling the withy last Candlemas shrouded
    From the mere where the moorhen now swims unafraid.

    For over the Ford now the grass and the clover
    Fly off from the tines as the wind driveth on;
    And soon round the Sword-howe the swathe shall lie over,
    And to-morrow at even the mead shall be won.

    But the Hall of the Garden amidst the hot morning,
    It drew my feet thither; I stood at the door,
    And felt my heart harden 'gainst wisdom and warning
    As the sun and my footsteps came on to the floor.

    When the sun lay behind me, there scarce in the dimness
    I say what I sought for, yet trembled to find;
    But it came forth to find me, until the sleek slimness
    Of the summer-clad woman made summer o'er kind.

    There we the once-sundered together were blended,
    We strangers, unknown once, were hidden by naught.
    I kissed and I wondered how doubt was all ended,
    How friendly her excellent fairness was wrought.

    Round the hall of the Garden the hot sun is burning,
    But no master nor minstrel goes there in the shade,
    It hath never a warden till comes the returning,
    When the moon shall hang high and all winds shall be laid.

    Waned the day and I hied me afield, and thereafter
    I sat with the mighty when daylight was done,
    But with great men beside me, midst high-hearted laughter,
    I deemed me of all men the gainfullest one.

    To wisdom I hearkened; for there the wise father
    Cast the seed of his learning abroad o'er the hall,

    Till men's faces darkened, but mine gladdened rather
    With the thought of the knowledge I knew over all.

    Sang minstrels the story, and with the song's welling
    Men looked on each other and glad were they grown,
    But mine was the glory of the tale and its telling
    How the loved and the lover were naught but mine own.

    When he was done all kept silence till they should know whether
    the lord should praise the song or blame; and he said naught
    for a good while, but sat as if pondering:  but at last he spake:
    "Thou art young, and would that we were young also!
    Thy song is sweet, and it pleaseth me, who am a man of war,
    and have seen enough and to spare of rough work, and would
    any day rather see a fair woman than a band of spears.
    But it shall please my lady wife less:  for of love, and fair women,
    and their lovers she hath seen enough; but of war nothing save
    its shows and pomps; wherefore she desireth to hear thereof.
    Now sing of battle!"

Ralph thought awhile and began to smite the harp while he conned over a
song which he had learned one yule-tide from a chieftain who had come
to Upmeads from the far-away Northland, and had abided there till
spring was waning into summer, and meanwhile he taught Ralph this song
and many things else, and his name was Sir Karr Wood-neb. This song now
Ralph sang loud and sweet, though he were now a thrall in an alien land:


    Leave we the cup!
    For the moon is up,
    And bright is the gleam
    Of the rippling stream,
    That runneth his road
    To the old abode,
    Where the walls are white
    In the moon and the night;
    The house of the neighbour that drave us away
    When strife ended labour amidst of the hay,
    And no road for our riding was left us but one
    Where the hill's brow is hiding that earth's ways are done,
    And the sound of the billows comes up at the last
    Like the wind in the willows ere autumn is past.

    But oft and again
    Comes the ship from the main,
    And we came once more
    And no lading we bore
    But the point and the edge,
    And the ironed ledge,
    And the bolt and the bow,
    And the bane of the foe.
    To the House 'neath the mountain we came in the morn,
    Where welleth the fountain up over the corn,
    And the stream is a-running fast on to the House
    Of the neighbours uncunning who quake at the mouse,
    As their slumber is broken; they know not for why;
    Since yestreen was not token on earth or in sky.

    Come, up, then up!
    Leave board and cup,
    And follow the gleam
    Of the glittering stream
    That leadeth the road To the old abode,
    High-walled and white
    In the moon and the night;
    Where low lies the neighbour that drave us away
    Sleep-sunk from his labour amidst of the hay.
    No road for our riding is left us save one,
    Where the hills' brow is hiding the city undone,
    And the wind in the willows is with us at last,
    And the house of the billows is done and o'er-past.

    Haste! mount and haste
    Ere the short night waste,
    For night and day,
    Late turned away,
    Draw nigh again
    All kissing-fain;
    And the morn and the moon
    Shall be married full soon.
    So ride we together with wealth-winning wand,
    The steel o'er the leather, the ash in the hand.
    Lo! white walls before us, and high are they built;
    But the luck that outwore us now lies on their guilt;
    Lo! the open gate biding the first of the sun,
    And to peace are we riding when slaughter is done.


When Ralph had done singing, all folk fell to praising his song,
whereas the Lord had praised the other one; but the Lord said, looking
at Ralph askance meanwhile:  "Yea, if that pleaseth me not, and I take
but little keep of it, it shall please my wife to her heart's root; and
that is the first thing.  Hast thou others good store, new-comer?"
"Yea, lord," said Ralph.  "And canst thou tell tales of yore agone, and
of the fays and such-like? All that she must have." "Some deal I can of
that lore," said Ralph.

Then the Lord sat silent, and seemed to be pondering: at last he said,
as if to himself:  "Yet there is one thing: many a blencher can sing of
battle; and it hath been seen, that a fair body of a man is whiles soft
amidst the hard hand-play. Thou!  Morfinn's luck! art thou of any use
in the tilt-yard?" "Wilt thou try me, lord?" said Ralph, looking
somewhat brisker.  Said the Lord:  "I deem that I may find a man or two
for thee, though it is not much our manner here; but now go thou!
David, take the lad away to his tent, and get him a flask of wine of
the best to help out thy maundering with him."

Therewith they left the tent, and Ralph walked by David sadly and with
hanging head at first; but in a while he called to mind that, whatever
betid, his life was safe as yet; that every day he was drawing nigher
to the Well at the World's End; and that it was most like that he shall
fall in with that Dorothea of his dream somewhere on the way thereto.
So he lifted up his head again, and was singing to himself as he
stooped down to enter into his tent.

Next day naught happed to tell of save that they journeyed on; the day
was cloudy, so that Ralph saw no sign of the distant mountains; ever
the land was the same, but belike somewhat more beset with pinewoods;
they saw no folk at all on the road.  So at even Ralph slept in his
tent, and none meddled with him, save that David came to talk with him
or he slept, and was merry and blithe with him, and he brought with him
Otter, the captain of the guard, who was good company.

Thus wore three days that were hazy and cloudy, and the Lord sent no
more for Ralph, who on the road spake for the more part with Otter, and
liked him not ill; howbeit it seemed of him that he would make no more
of a man's life than of a rabbit's according as his lord might bid slay
or let live.

The three hazy days past, it fell to rain for four days, so that Ralph
could see little of the face of the land; but he noted that they went
up at whiles, and never so much down as up, so that they were wending
up hill on the whole.

On the ninth day of his captivity the rain ceased and it was sunny and
warm but somewhat hazy, so that naught could be seen afar, but the land
near-hand rose in long, low downs now, and was quite treeless, save
where was a hollow here and there and a stream running through it,
where grew a few willows, but alders more abundantly.

This day he rode by Otter, who said presently: "Well, youngling of the
North, to-morrow we shall see a new game, thou and I, if the weather be
fair." "Yea," said Ralph, "and what like shall it be?"  Said Otter, "At
mid-morn we shall come into a fair dale amidst the downs, where be some
houses and a tower of the Lord's, so that that place is called the Dale
of the Tower:  there shall we abide a while to gather victual, a day or
two, or three maybe: so my Lord will hold a tourney there:  that is to
say that I myself and some few others shall try thy manhood somewhat."
"What?" said Ralph, "are the new colt's paces to be proven?  And how if
he fail?"

Quoth Otter, laughing:  "Fail not, I rede thee, or my lord's love for
thee shall be something less than nothing." "And then will he slay me?"
said Ralph.  Said Otter: "Nay I deem not, at least not at first:  he
will have thee home to Utterbol, to make the most of his bad bargain,
and there shalt thou be a mere serving-thrall, either in the house or
the field: where thou shalt be well-fed (save in times of scarcity),
and belike well beaten withal."  Said Ralph, somewhat downcast: "Yea, I
am a thrall, who was once a knight.  But how if thou fail before me?"
Otter laughed again:  "That is another matter; whatever I do my Lord
will not lose me if he can help it; but as for the others who shall
stand before thy valiancy, there will be some who will curse the day
whereon my lord bought thee, if thou turnest out a good spear, as ye
call it in your lands.  Howsoever, that is not thy business; and I bid
thee fear naught; for thou seemest to be a mettle lad."

So they talked, and that day wore like the others, but the haze did not
clear off, and the sun went down red.  In the evening David talked with
Ralph in his tent, and said: "If to-morrow be clear, knight, thou shalt
see a new sight when thou comest out from the canvas."  Said Ralph:  "I
suppose thy meaning is that we shall see the mountains from hence?"
"Yea," said David; "so hold up thine heart when that sight first cometh
before thine eyes.  As for us, we are used to the sight, and that from
a place much nigher to the mountains: yet they who are soft-hearted
amongst us are overcome at whiles, when there is storm and tempest, and
evil tides at hand."

Said Ralph:  "And how far then are we from Utterbol?"  Said David:
"After we have left Bull-mead in the Dale of the Tower, where to-morrow
thou art to run with the spear, it is four days' ride to Utterness; and
from Utterness ye may come (if my lord will) unto Utterbol in twelve
hours.  But tell me, knight, how deemest thou of thy tilting
to-morrow?" Said Ralph:  "Little should I think of it, if little lay
upon it." "Yea," said David, "but art thou a good tilter?"  Ralph
laughed: quoth he, "That hangs on the goodness of him that tilteth
against me: I have both overthrown, and been overthrown oft enough.
Yet again, who shall judge me? for I must tell thee, that were I fairly
judged, I should be deemed no ill spear, even when I came not
uppermost: for in all these games are haps which no man may foresee."

"Well, then," said David, "all will go well with thee for this time:
for my lord will judge thee, and if it be seen that thou hast spoken
truly, and art more than a little deft at the play, he will be like to
make the best of thee, since thou art already paid for." Ralph laughed:
yet as though the jest pleased him but little; and they fell to talk of
other matters.  And so David departed, and Ralph slept.



CHAPTER 35

Ralph Cometh To the Vale of the Tower


But when it was morning Ralph awoke, and saw that the sun was shining
brightly; so he cast his shirt on him, and went out at once, and turned
his face eastward, and, scarce awake, said to himself that the clouds
lay heavy in the eastward heavens after last night's haze: but
presently his eyes cleared, and he saw that what he had taken for
clouds was a huge wall of mountains, black and terrible, that rose up
sharp and clear into the morning air; for there was neither cloud nor
mist in all the heavens.

Now Ralph, though he were but little used to the sight of great
mountains, yet felt his heart rather rise than fall at the sight of
them; for he said: "Surely beyond them lieth some new thing for me,
life or death: fair fame or the forgetting of all men."  And it was
long that he could not take his eyes off them.

As he looked, came up the Captain Otter, and said:  "Well, Knight, thou
hast seen them this morn, even if ye die ere nightfall." Said Ralph:
"What deemest thou to lie beyond them?"

"Of us none knoweth surely," said Otter; "whiles I deem that if one
were to get to the other side there would be a great plain like to
this:  whiles that there is naught save mountains beyond, and yet again
mountains, like the waves of a huge stone sea.  Or whiles I think that
one would come to an end of the world, to a place where is naught but a
ledge, and then below it a gulf filled with nothing but the howling of
winds, and the depth of darkness.  Moreover this is my thought, that
all we of these parts should be milder men and of better conditions, if
yonder terrible wall were away.  It is as if we were thralls of the
great mountains."

Said Ralph, "Is this then the Wall of the World?" "It may well be so,"
said Otter; "but this word is at whiles said of something else, which
no man alive amongst us has yet seen.  It is a part of the tale of the
seekers for the Well at the World's End, whereof we said a word that
other day."

"And the Dry Tree," said Ralph, "knowest thou thereof?" said Ralph.
"Such a tree, much beworshipped," said Otter, "we have, not very far
from Utterbol, on the hither side of the mountains.  Yet I have heard
old men say that it is but a toy, and an image of that which is verily
anigh the Well at the World's End.  But now haste thee to do on thy
raiment, for we must needs get to horse in a little while."  "Yet one
more word," said Ralph; "thou sayest that none alive amongst you have
seen the Wall of the World?"  "None alive," quoth Otter; "forsooth what
the dead may see, that is another question." Said Ralph:  "But have ye
not known of any who have sought to the Well from this land, which is
so nigh thereunto?" "Such there have been," said Otter; "but if they
found it, they found something beyond it, or came west again by some
way else than by Utterbol; for they never came back again to us."

Therewith he turned on his heel, and went his ways, and up came David
and one with him bringing victual; and David said:  "Now, thou lucky
one, here is come thy breakfast! for we shall presently be on our way.
Cast on thy raiment, and eat and strengthen thyself for the day's work.
Hast thou looked well on the mountains?"  "Yea," said Ralph, "and the
sight of them has made me as little downhearted as thou art.  For thou
art joyous of mood this morning."  David nodded and smiled, and looked
so merry that Ralph wondered what was toward.  Then he went into his
tent and clad himself, and ate his breakfast, and then gat to horse and
rode betwixt two of the men-at-arms, he and Otter; for David was ridden
forward to speak with the Lord.  Otter talked ever gaily enough; but
Ralph heeded him little a while, but had his eyes ever on the
mountains, and could see that for all they were so dark, and filled up
so much of the eastward heaven, they were so far away that he could see
but little of them save that they were dark blue and huge, and one
rising up behind the other.

Thus they rode the down country, till at last, two hours before noon,
coming over the brow of a long down, they had before them a shallow
dale, pleasanter than aught they had yet seen.  It was well-grassed,
and a little river ran through it, from which went narrow leats held up
by hatches, so that the more part of the valley bottom was a
water-meadow, wherein as now were grazing many kine and sheep.  There
were willows about the banks of the river, and in an ingle of it stood
a grange or homestead, with many roofs half hidden by clumps of tall
old elm trees.  Other houses there were in the vale; two or three cots,
to wit, on the <DW72> of the hither down, and some half-dozen about the
homestead; and above and beyond all these, on a mound somewhat away
from the river and the grange, a great square tower, with barriers and
bailey all dight ready for war, and with a banner of the Lord's hanging
out.  But between the tower and the river stood as now a great pavilion
of snow-white cloth striped with gold and purple; and round about it
were other tents, as though a little army were come into the vale.

So when they looked into that fair place, Otter the Captain rose in the
stirrups and cast up his hand for joy, and cried out aloud:  "Now,
young knight, now we are come home: how likest thou my Lord's land?"

"It is a fair land," said Ralph; "but is there not come some one to bid
thy Lord battle for it? or what mean the tents down yonder?"

Said Otter, laughing:  "Nay, nay, it hath not come to that yet.  Yonder
is my Lord's lady-wife, who hath come to meet him, but in love, so to
say, not in battle--not yet.  Though I say not that the cup of love
betwixt them be brim-full. But this it behoveth me not to speak of,
though thou art to be my brother-in-arms, since we are to tilt together
presently: for lo! yonder the tilt-yard, my lad."

Therewith he pointed to the broad green meadow:  but Ralph said: "How
canst thou, a free man, be brother-in-arms to a thrall?" "Nay, lad,"
quoth Otter, "let not that wasp sting thee: for even such was I, time
was.  Nay, such am I now, but that a certain habit of keeping my wits
in a fray maketh me of avail to my Lord, so that I am well looked to.
Forsooth in my Lord's land the free men are of little account, since
they must oftenest do as my Lord and my Lord's thralls bid them.
Truly, brother, it is we who have the wits and the luck to rise above
the whipping-post and the shackles that are the great men hereabouts.
I say we, for I deem that thou wilt do no less, whereas thou hast the
lucky look in thine eyes.  So let to-day try it."

As he spake came many glittering figures from out of those tents, and
therewithal arose the sound of horns and clashing of cymbals, and their
own horns gave back the sound of welcome.  Then Ralph saw a man in
golden armour of strange, outlandish fashion, sitting on a great black
horse beside the Lord's litter; and Otter said:  "Lo! my Lord, armed
and a-horseback to meet my lady: she looketh kinder on him thus; though
in thine ear be it said, he is no great man of war; nor need he be,
since he hath us for his shield and his hauberk."

Herewith were they come on to the causeway above the green meadows, and
presently drew rein before the pavilion, and stood about in a half-ring
facing a two score of gaily clad men-at-arms, who had come with the
Lady and a rout of folk of the household.  Then the Lord gat off his
horse, and stood in his golden armour, and all the horns and other
music struck up, and forth from the pavilion came the Lady with a
half-score of her women clad gaily in silken gowns of green, and blue,
and yellow, broidered all about with gold and silver, but with naked
feet, and having iron rings on their arms, so that Ralph saw that they
were thralls.  Something told him that his damsel should be amongst
these, so he gazed hard on them, but though they were goodly enough
there was none of them like to her.

As to the Queen, she was clad all in fine linen and gold, with gold
shoes on her feet:  her arms came bare from out of the linen: great
they were, and the hands not small; but the arms round and fair, and
the hands shapely, and all very white and rosy: her hair was as yellow
as any that can be seen, and it was plenteous, and shed all down about
her.  Her eyes were blue and set wide apart, her nose a little snubbed,
her mouth wide, full-lipped and smiling.  She was very tall, a full
half-head taller than any of her women: yea, as tall as a man who is
above the middle height of men.

Now she came forward hastily with long strides, and knelt adown before
the Lord, but even as she kneeled looked round with a laughing face.
The Lord stooped down to her and took her by both hands, and raised her
up, and kissed her on the cheek (and he looked but little and of no
presence beside her:) and he said:  "Hail to thee, my Lady; thou art
come far from thine home to meet me, and I thank thee therefor.  Is it
well with our House?"

She spake seeming carelessly and loud; but her voice was somewhat
husky: "Yea, my Lord, all is well; few have done amiss, and the harvest
is plenteous."  As she spake the Lord looked with knit brows at the
damsels behind her, as if he were seeking something; and the Lady
followed his eyes, smiling a little and flushing as if with merriment.

But the Lord was silent a while, and then let his brow clear and said:
"Yea, Lady, thou art thanked for coming to meet us; and timely is thy
coming, since there is game and glee for thee at hand; I have cheapened
a likely thrall of Morfinn the Unmanned, and he is a gift to thee; and
he hath given out that he is no ill player with the spear after the
fashion of them of the west; and we are going to prove his word here in
this meadow presently."

The Lady's face grew glad, and she said, looking toward the ring of new
comers:  "Yea, Lord, and which of these is he, if he be here?"

The Lord turned a little to point out Ralph, but even therewith the
Lady's eyes met Ralph's, who reddened for shame of being so shown to a
great lady; but as for her she flushed bright red all over her face and
even to her bosom, and trouble came into her eyes, and she looked
adown.  But the Lord said: "Yonder is the youngling, the swordless one
in the green coat; a likely lad, if he hath not lied about his prowess;
and he can sing thee a song withal, and tell a piteous tale of old, and
do all that those who be reared in the lineages of the westlands deem
meet and due for men of knightly blood.  Dost thou like the looks of
him, lady! wilt thou have him?"

The Lady still held her head down, and tormented the grass with her
foot, and murmured somewhat; for she could not come to herself again as
yet.  So the Lord looked sharply on her and said:  "Well, when this
tilting is over, thou shalt tell me thy mind of him; for if he turn out
a dastard I would not ask thee to take him."

Now the lady lifted up her face, and she was grown somewhat pale; but
she forced her speech to come, and said:  "It is well, Lord, but now
come thou into my pavilion, for thy meat is ready, and it lacketh but a
minute or so of noon."  So he took her hand and led her in to the
pavilion, and all men got off their horses, and fell to pitching the
tents and getting their meat ready; but Otter drew Ralph apart into a
nook of the homestead, and there they ate their meat together.



CHAPTER 36

The Talk of Two Women Concerning Ralph


But when dinner was done, came David and a man with him bringing
Ralph's war gear, and bade him do it on, while the folk were fencing
the lists, which they were doing with such stuff as they had at the
Tower; and the Lord had been calling for Otter that he might command
him what he should tell to the marshals of the lists and how all should
be duly ordered, wherefore he went up unto the Tower whither the Lord
had now gone.  So Ralph did on his armour, which was not right meet for
tilting, being over light for such work; and his shield in especial was
but a target for a sergeant, which he had brought at Cheaping Knowe;
but he deemed that his deftness and much use should bear him well
through.

Now, the Lady had abided in her pavilion when her Lord went abroad;
anon after she sent all her women away, save one whom she loved, and to
whom she was wont to tell the innermost of her mind; though forsooth
she mishandled her at whiles; for she was hot of temper, and over-ready
with her hands when she was angry; though she was nowise cruel.  But
the woman aforesaid, who was sly and sleek, and somewhat past her first
youth, took both her caresses and her buffets with patience, for the
sake of the gifts and largesse wherewith they were bought.  So now she
stood by the board in the pavilion with her head drooping humbly, yet
smiling to herself and heedful of whatso might betide.  But the Lady
walked up and down the pavilion hastily, as one much moved.

At last she spake as she walked and said:  "Agatha, didst thou see him
when my Lord pointed him out?"  "Yea," said the woman lifting her face
a little.

"And what seemed he to thee?" said the Lady.  "O my Lady," quoth
Agatha, "what seemed he to thee?"  The lady stood and turned and looked
at her; she was slender and dark and sleek; and though her lips moved
not, and her eyes did not change, a smile seemed to steal over her face
whether she would or not.  The Lady stamped her foot and lifted her
hand and cried out.  "What! dost thou deem thyself meet for him?" And
she caught her by the folds over her bosom.  But Agatha looked up into
her face with a simple smile as of a child: "Dost thou deem him meet
for thee, my Lady--he a thrall, and thou so great?"  The Lady took her
hand from her, but her face flamed with anger and she stamped on the
ground again: "What dost thou mean?" she said; "am I not great enough
to have what I want when it lieth close to my hand?" Agatha looked on
her sweetly, and said in a soft voice: "Stretch out thine hand for it
then."  The Lady looked at her grimly, and said:  "I understand thy
jeer; thou meanest that he will not be moved by me, he being so fair,
and I being but somewhat fair.  Wilt thou have me beat thee?  Nay, I
will send thee to the White Pillar when we come home to Utterbol."

The woman smiled again, and said:  "My Lady, when thou hast sent me to
the White Pillar, or the Red, or the Black, my stripes will not mend
the matter for thee, or quench the fear of thine heart that by this
time, since he is a grown man, he loveth some other.  Yet belike he
will obey thee if thou command, even to the lying in the same bed with
thee; for he is a thrall." The Lady hung her head, but Agatha went on
in her sweet clear voice: "The Lord will think little of it, and say
nothing of it unless thou anger him otherwise; or unless, indeed, he be
minded to pick a quarrel with thee, and hath baited a trap with this
stripling.  But that is all unlike:  thou knowest why, and how that he
loveth the little finger of that new-come thrall of his (whom ye left
at home at Utterbol in his despite), better than all thy body, for all
thy white skin and lovely limbs.  Nay, now I think of it, I deem that
he meaneth this gift to make an occasion for the staying of any quarrel
with thee, that he may stop thy mouth from crying out at him--well,
what wilt thou do? he is a mighty Lord."

The Lady looked up (for she had hung her head at first), her face all
red with shame, yet smiling, though ruefully, and she said: "Well, thou
art determined that if thou art punished it shall not be for naught.
But thou knowest not my mind." "Yea, Lady," said Agatha, smiling in
despite of herself, "that may well be."

Now the Lady turned from her, and went and sat upon a stool that was
thereby, and said nothing a while; only covering her face with her
hands and rocking herself to and fro, while Agatha stood looking at
her.  At last she said: "Hearken, Agatha, I must tell thee what lieth
in mine heart, though thou hast been unkind to me and hast tried to
hurt my soul.  Now, thou art self-willed, and hot-blooded, and not
unlovely, so that thou mayst have loved and been loved ere now.  But
thou art so wily and subtle that mayhappen thou wilt not understand
what I mean, when I say that love of this young man hath suddenly
entered into my heart, so that I long for him more this minute than I
did the last, and the next minute shall long still more.  And I long
for him to love me, and not alone to pleasure me."

"Mayhappen it will so betide without any pushing the matter," said
Agatha.

"Nay," said the Lady, "Nay; my heart tells me that it will not be so;
for I have seen him, that he is of higher kind than we be; as if he
were a god come down to us, who if he might not cast his love upon a
goddess, would disdain to love an earthly woman, little-minded and in
whom perfection is not."  Therewith the tears began to run from her
eyes; but Agatha looked on her with a subtle smile and said:  "O my
Lady!  and thou hast scarce seen him!  And yet I will not say but that
I understand this.  But as to the matter of a goddess, I know not.
Many would say that thou sitting on thine ivory chair in thy golden
raiment, with thy fair bosom and white arms and yellow hair, wert not
ill done for the image of a goddess; and this young man may well think
so of thee.  However that may be, there is something else I will say to
thee; (and thou knowest that I speak the truth to thee--most often--
though I be wily). This is the word, that although thou hast time and
again treated me like the thrall I am, I deem thee no ill woman, but
rather something overgood for Utterbol and the dark lord thereof."

Now sat the Lady shaken with sobs, and weeping without stint; but she
looked up at that word and said:  "Nay, nay, Agatha, it is not so.
To-day hath this man's eyes been a candle to me, that I may see myself
truly; and I know that though I am a queen and not uncomely, I am but
coarse and little-minded. I rage in my household when the whim takes
me, and I am hot-headed, and masterful, and slothful, and should belike
be untrue if there were any force to drive me thereto.  And I suffer my
husband to go after other women, and this new thrall is especial, so
that I may take my pleasure unstayed with other men whom I love not
greatly.  Yes, I am foolish, and empty-headed, and unclean.  And all
this he will see through my queenly state, and my golden gown, and my
white skin withal."

Agatha looked on her curiously, but smiling no more.  At last she said:
"What is to do, then? or must I think of something for thee?"

"I know not, I know not," said the Lady between her sobs; "yet if I
might be in such case that he might pity me; belike it might blind his
eyes to the ill part of me.  Yea," she said, rising up and falling
walking to and fro swiftly, "if he might hurt me and wound me himself,
and I so loving him."

Said Agatha coldly:  "Yes, Lady, I am not wily for naught; and I both
deem that I know what is in thine heart, and that it is good for
something; and moreover that I may help thee somewhat therein.  So in a
few days thou shalt see whether I am worth something more than hard
words and beating.  Only thou must promise in all wise to obey me,
though I be the thrall, and thou the Lady, and to leave all the whole
matter in my hands."

Quoth the Lady:  "That is easy to promise; for what may I do by myself?"

Then Agatha fell pondering a while, and said thereafter: "First, thou
shalt get me speech with my Lord, and cause him to swear immunity to
me, whatsoever I shall say or do herein." Said the Lady:  "Easy is
this.  What more hast thou?"

Said Agatha:  "It were better for thee not to go forth to see the
jousting; because thou art not to be trusted that thou show not thy
love openly when the youngling is in peril; and if thou put thy lord to
shame openly before the people, he must needs thwart thy will, and be
fierce and cruel, and then it will go hard with thy darling.  So thou
shalt not go from the pavilion till the night is dark, and thou mayst
feign thyself sick meantime."

"Sick enough shall I be if I may not go forth to see how my love is
faring in his peril:  this at least is hard to me; but so be it!  At
least thou wilt come and tell me how he speedeth." "Oh yes," said
Agatha, "if thou must have it so; but fear thou not, he shall do well
enough."

Said the Lady:  "Ah, but thou wottest how oft it goes with a chance
stroke, that the point pierceth where it should not; nay, where by
likelihood it could not."

"Nay," said Agatha, "what chance is there in this, when the youngling
knoweth the whole manner of the play, and his foemen know naught
thereof?  It is as the chance betwixt Geoffrey the Minstrel and Black
Anselm, when they play at chess together, that Anselm must needs be
mated ere he hath time to think of his fourth move.  I wot of these
matters, my Lady.  Now, further, I would have thy leave to marshal thy
maids about the seat where thou shouldest be, and moreover there should
be someone in thy seat, even if I sat in it myself."  Said the Lady:
"Yea, sit there if thou wilt."

"Woe's me!" said Agatha laughing, "why should I sit there?  I am like
to thee, am I not?"  "Yea," said the Lady, "as the swan is like to the
loon."  "Yea, my Lady," said Agatha, "which is the swan and which the
loon?  Well, well, fear not; I shall set Joyce in thy seat by my Lord's
leave; she is tall and fair, and forsooth somewhat like to thee." "Why
wilt thou do this?" quoth the Lady; "Why should thralls sit in my
seat?"  Said Agatha:  "O, the tale is long to tell; but I would confuse
that young man's memory of thee somewhat, if his eyes fell on thee at
all when ye met e'en now, which is to be doubted."

The Lady started up in sudden wrath, and cried out: "She had best not
be too like to me then, and strive to draw his eyes to her, or I will
have her marked for diversity betwixt us.  Take heed, take heed!"

Agatha looked softly on her and said:  "My Lady.  Ye fair-skinned,
open-faced women should look to it not to show yourselves angry before
men-folk. For open wrath marreth your beauty sorely.  Leave scowls and
fury to the dark-browed, who can use them without wrying their faces
like a three months' baby with the colic.  Now that is my last rede as
now.  For methinks I can hear the trumpets blowing for the arraying of
the tourney.  Wherefore I must go to see to matters, while thou hast
but to be quiet.  And to-night make much of my Lord, and bid him see me
to-morrow, and give heed to what I shall say to him.  But if I meet him
without, now, as is most like, I shall bid him in to thee, that thou
mayst tell him of Joyce, and her sitting in thy seat.  Otherwise I will
tell him as soon as he is set down in his place.  Sooth to say, he is
little like to quarrel with either thee or me for setting a fair woman
other than thee by his side."

Therewith she lifted the tent lap and went out, stepping daintily, and
her slender body swaying like a willow branch, and came at once face to
face with the Lord of Utterbol, and bowed low and humbly before him,
though her face, unseen of him, smiled mockingly.  The Lord looked on
her greedily, and let his hand and arm go over her shoulder, and about
her side, and he drew her to him, and kissed her, and said: "What,
Agatha! and why art thou not bringing forth thy mistress to us?" She
raised her face to him, and murmured softly, as one afraid, but with a
wheedling smile on her face and in her eyes: "Nay, my Lord, she will
abide within to-day, for she is ill at ease; if your grace goeth in,
she will tell thee what she will have."

"Agatha," quoth he, "I will hear her, and I will do her pleasure if
thou ask me so to do."  Then Agatha cast down her eyes, and her speech
was so low and sweet that it was as the cooing of a dove, as she said:
"O my Lord, what is this word of thine?"

He kissed her again, and said:  "Well, well, but dost thou ask it?" "O
yea, yea, my Lord," said she.

"It is done then," said the Lord; and he let her go; for he had been
stroking her arm and shoulder, and she hurried away, laughing inwardly,
to the Lady's women.  But he went into the pavilion after he had cast
one look at her.



CHAPTER 37

How Ralph Justed With the Aliens


Meanwhile Captain Otter had brought Ralph into the staked-out lists,
which, being hastily pitched, were but slenderly done, and now the
Upmeads stripling stood there beside a good horse which they had
brought to him, and Otter had been speaking to him friendly.  But Ralph
saw the Lord come forth from the pavilion and take his seat on an ivory
chair set on a turf ridge close to the stakes of the lists:  for that
place was used of custom for such games as they exercised in the lands
of Utterbol.  Then presently the Lady's women came out of their tents,
and, being marshalled by Agatha, went into the Queen's pavilion, whence
they came forth again presently like a bed of garden flowers moving,
having in the midst of them a woman so fair, and clad so gloriously,
that Ralph must needs look on her, though he were some way off, and
take note of her beauty.  She went and sat her down beside the Lord,
and Ralph doubted not that it was the Queen, whom he had but glanced at
when they first made stay before the pavilion.  Sooth to say, Joyce
being well nigh as tall as the Queen, and as white of skin, was
otherwise a far fairer woman.

Now spake Otter to Ralph:  "I must leave thee here, lad, and go to the
other side, as I am to run against thee."  Said Ralph: "Art thou to run
first?"  "Nay, but rather last," said Otter; "they will try thee first
with one of the sergeants, and if he overcome thee, then all is done,
and thou art in an evil plight.  Otherwise will they find another and
another, and at last it will be my turn.  So keep thee well, lad."

Therewith he rode away, and there came to Ralph one of the sergeants,
who brought him a spear, and bade him to horse.  So Ralph mounted and
took the spear in hand; and the sergeant said: "Thou art to run at
whatsoever meeteth thee when thou hast heard the third blast of the
horn.  Art thou ready?"  "Yea, yea," said Ralph; "but I see that the
spear-head is not rebated, so that we are to play at sharps."

"Art thou afraid, youngling?" said the sergeant, who was old and
crabbed, "if that be so, go and tell the Lord: but thou wilt find that
he will not have his sport wholly spoiled, but will somehow make a bolt
or a shaft out of thee."

Said Ralph:  "I did but jest; I deem myself not so near my death to-day
as I have been twice this summer or oftener." Said the sergeant, "It is
ill jesting in matters wherein my Lord hath to do.  Now thou hast heard
my word: do after it."

Therewith he departed, and Ralph laughed and shook the spear aloft, and
deemed it not over strong; but he said to himself that the spears of
the others would be much the same.

Now the horn blew up thrice, and at the latest blast Ralph pricked
forth, as one well used to the tilt, but held his horse well in hand;
and he saw a man come driving against him with his spear in the rest,
and deemed him right big; but this withal he saw, that the man was ill
arrayed, and was pulling on his horse as one not willing to trust him
to the rush; and indeed he came on so ill that it was clear that he
would never strike Ralph's shield fairly.  So he swerved as they met,
so that his spear-point was never near to Ralph, who turned his horse
toward him a little, and caught his foeman by the gear about his neck,
and spurred on, so that he dragged him clean out of his saddle, and let
him drop, and rode back quietly to his place, and got off his horse to
see to his girths; and he heard great laughter rising up from the ring
of men, and from the women also.  But the Lord of Utterbol cried out:
"Bring forth some one who doth not eat my meat for nothing: and set
that wretch and dastard aside till the tilting be over, and then he
shall pay a little for his wasted meat and drink."

Ralph got into his saddle again, and saw a very big man come forth at
the other end of the lists, and wondered if he should be overthrown of
him; but noted that his horse seemed not over good.  Then the horn blew
up and he spurred on, and his foeman met him fairly in the midmost of
the lists: yet he laid his spear but ill, and as one who would thrust
and foin with it rather than letting it drive all it might, so that
Ralph turned the point with his shield that it glanced off, but he
himself smote the other full on the shoulder, and the shaft brake, but
the point had pierced the man's armour, and the truncheon stuck in the
wound: yet since the spear was broken he kept his saddle.  The Lord
cried out, "Well, Black Anselm, this is better done; yet art thou a big
man and a well-skilled to be beaten by a stripling."

So the man was helped away and Ralph went back to his place again.

Then another man was gotten to run against Ralph, and it went the
same-like way:  for Ralph smote him amidst of the shield, and the spear
held, so that he fell floundering off his horse.

Six of the stoutest men of Utterbol did Ralph overthrow or hurt in this
wise; and then he ran three courses with Otter, and in the first two
each brake his spear fairly on the other; but in the third Otter smote
not Ralph squarely, but Ralph smote full amidst of his shield, and so
dight him that he well-nigh fell, and could not master his horse, but
yet just barely kept his saddle.

Then the Lord cried out:  "Now make we an end of it!  We have no might
against this youngling, man to man: or else would Otter have done it.
This comes of learning a craft diligently."

So Ralph got off his horse, and did off his helm and awaited tidings;
and anon comes to him the surly sergeant, and brought him a cup of
wine, and said:  "Youngling, thou art to drink this, and then go to my
Lord; and I deem that thou art in favour with him.  So if thou art not
too great a man, thou mightest put in a word for poor Redhead, that
first man that did so ill.  For my Lord would have him set up, and head
down and buttocks aloft, as a target for our bowmen.  And it will be
his luck if he be sped with the third shot, and last not out to the
twentieth."

"Yea, certes," said Ralph, "I will do no less, even if it anger the
Lord."  "O thou wilt not anger him," said the man, "for I tell thee,
thou art in favour.  Yea, and for me also thou mightest say a word
also, when thou becomest right great; for have I not brought thee a
good bowl of wine?" "Doubt it not, man," said Ralph, "if I once get
safe to Utterbol: weary on it and all its ways!"  Said the sergeant:
"That is an evil wish for one who shall do well at Utterbol.  But come,
tarry not."

So he brought Ralph to the Lord, who still sat in his chair beside that
fair woman, and Ralph did obeysance to him; yet he had a sidelong
glance also for that fair seeming-queen, and deemed her both
proud-looking, and so white-skinned, that she was a wonder, like the
queen of the fays: and it was just this that he had noted of the Queen
as he stood before her earlier in the day when they first came into the
vale; therefore he had no doubt of this damsel's queenship.

Now the Lord spake to him and said:  "Well, youngling, thou hast done
well, and better than thy behest:  and since ye have been playing at
sharps, I deem thou would'st not do ill in battle, if it came to that.
So now I am like to make something other of thee than I was minded to
at first:  for I deem that thou art good enough to be a man.  And if
thou wilt now ask a boon of me, if it be not over great, I will grant
it thee."

Ralph put one knee to the ground, and said:  "Great Lord, I thank thee:
but whereas I am in an alien land and seeking great things, I know of
no gift which I may take for myself save leave to depart, which I deem
thou wilt not grant me.  Yet one thing thou mayst do for my asking if
thou wilt.  If thou be still angry with the carle whom I first
unhorsed, I pray thee pardon him his ill-luck."

"Ill-luck!" said the Lord, "Why, I saw him that he was downright afraid
of thee.  And if my men are to grow blenchers and soft-hearts what is
to do then?  But tell me, Otter, what is the name of this carle?" Said
Otter, "Redhead he hight, Lord."  Said the Lord:  "And what like a man
is he in a fray?"  "Naught so ill, Lord," said Otter.  "This time, like
the rest of us, he knew not this gear.  It were scarce good to miss him
at the next pinch.  It were enough if he had the thongs over his back a
few dozen times; it will not be the first day of such cheer to him."

"Ha!" said the Lord, "and what for, Otter, what for?" "Because he was
somewhat rough-handed, Lord," said Otter.  "Then shall we need him and
use him some day.  Let him go scot free and do better another bout.
There is thy boon granted for thee, knight; and another day thou mayst
ask something more.  And now shall David have a care of thee.  And when
we come to Utterbol we shall see what is to be done with thee."

Then Ralph rose up and thanked him, and David came forward, and led him
to his tent.  And he was wheedling in his ways to him, as if Ralph were
now become one who might do him great good if so his will were.

But the Lord went back again into the Tower.

As to the Lady, she abode in her pavilion amidst many fears and
desires, till Agatha entered and said:  "My Lady, so far all has gone
happily." Said the Lady:  "I deemed from the noise and the cry that he
was doing well.  But tell me, how did he?"  "My Lady," quoth Agatha,
"he knocked our folk about well-favouredly, and seemed to think little
of it."

"And Joyce," said the Lady, "how did she?"  "She looked a queen, every
inch of her, and she is tall," said Agatha:  "soothly some folk stared
on her, but not many knew of her, since she is but new into our house.
Though it is a matter of course that all save our new-come knight knew
that it was not thou that sat there.  And my Lord was well-pleased, and
now he hath taken her by the hand and led her into the Tower."

The Lady reddened and scowled, and said:  "And he... did he come anigh
her?" "O yea," said Agatha, "whereas he stood before my Lord a good
while, and then kneeled to him to pray pardon for one of our men who
had done ill in the tilting:  yea, he was nigh enough to her to touch
her had he dared, and to smell the fragrance of her raiment.  And he
seemed to think it good to look out of the corners of his eyes at her;
though I do not say that she smiled on him." The Lady sprang up, her
cheeks burning, and walked about angrily a while, striving for words,
till at last she said:  "When we come home to Utterbol, my lord will
see his new thrall again, and will care for Joyce no whit: then will I
have my will of her; and she shall learn, she, whether I am verily the
least of women at Utterbol!  Ha! what sayest thou?  Now why wilt thou
stand and smile on me?--Yea, I know what is in thy thought; and in very
sooth it is good that the dear youngling hath not seen this new thrall,
this Ursula.  Forsooth, I tell thee that if I durst have her in my
hands I would have a true tale out of her as to why she weareth ever
that pair of beads about her neck."

"Now, our Lady," said Agatha, "thou art marring the fairness of thy
face again.  I bid thee be at peace, for all shall be well, and other
than thou deemest.  Tell me, then, didst thou get our Lord to swear
immunity for me?"  Said the Lady: "Yea, he swore on the edge of the
sword that thou mightest say what thou wouldst, and neither he nor any
other should lay hand on thee."

"Good," said Agatha; "then will I go to him to-morrow morning, when
Joyce has gone from him.  But now hold up thine heart, and keep close
for these two days that we shall yet abide in Tower Dale: and trust me
this very evening I shall begin to set tidings going that shall work
and grow, and shall one day rejoice thine heart."

So fell the talk betwixt them.



CHAPTER 38

A Friend Gives Ralph Warning


On the morrow Ralph wandered about the Dale where he would, and none
meddled with him.  And as he walked east along the stream where the
valley began to narrow, he saw a man sitting on the bank fishing with
an angle, and when he drew near, the man turned about, and saw him.
Then he lays down his angling rod and rises to his feet, and stands
facing Ralph, looking sheepish, with his hands hanging down by his
sides; and Ralph, who was thinking of other folk, wondered what he
would.  So he said:  "Hail, good fellow!  What wouldst thou?"  Said the
man: "I would thank thee."  "What for?" said Ralph, but as he looked on
him he saw that it was Redhead, whose pardon he had won of the Lord
yesterday; so he held out his hand, and took Redhead's, and smiled
friendly on him.  Redhead looked him full in the face, and though he
was both big and very rough-looking, he had not altogether the look of
a rascal.

He said:  "Fair lord, I would that I might do something for thine
avail, and perchance I may:  but it is hard to do good deeds in Hell,
especially for one of its devils."

"Yea, is it so bad as that?" said Ralph.  "For thee not yet," said
Redhead, "but it may come to it.  Hearken, lord, there is none anigh us
that I can see, so I will say a word to thee at once.  Later on it may
be over late: Go thou not to Utterbol whatever may betide."

"Yea," said Ralph, "but how if I be taken thither?"  Quoth Redhead: "I
can see this, that thou art so favoured that thou mayst go whither thou
wilt about the camp with none to hinder thee.  Therefore it will be
easy for thee to depart by night and cloud, or in the grey of morning,
when thou comest to a good pass, whereof I will tell thee.  And still I
say, go thou not to Utterbol: for thou art over good to be made a devil
of, like to us, and therefore thou shalt be tormented till thy life is
spoilt, and by that road shalt thou be sent to heaven."

"But thou saidst even now," said Ralph, "that I was high in the Lord's
grace."  "Yea," said Redhead, "that may last till thou hast command to
do some dastard's deed and nay-sayest it, as thou wilt: and then
farewell to thee; for I know what my Lord meaneth for thee." "Yea,"
said Ralph, "and what is that?"  Said Redhead; "He hath bought thee to
give to his wife for a toy and a minion, and if she like thee, it will
be well for a while:  but on the first occasion that serveth him, and
she wearieth of thee (for she is a woman like a weather-cock), he will
lay hand on thee and take the manhood from thee, and let thee drift
about Utterbol a mock for all men.  For already at heart he hateth
thee."

Ralph stood pondering this word, for somehow it chimed in with the
thought already in his heart.  Yet how should he not go to Utterbol
with the Damsel abiding deliverance of him there: and yet again, if
they met there and were espied on, would not that ruin everything for
her as well as for him?

At last he said:  "Good fellow, this may be true, but how shall I know
it for true before I run the risk of fleeing away, instead of going on
to Utterbol, whereas folk deem honour awaiteth me."

Said Redhead:  "There is no honour at Utterbol save for such as are
unworthy of honour.  But thy risk is as I say, and I shall tell thee
whence I had my tale, since I love thee for thy kindness to me, and thy
manliness.  It was told me yester-eve by a woman who is in the very
privity of the Lady of Utterbol, and is well with the Lord also: and it
jumpeth with mine own thought on the matter; so I bid thee beware: for
what is in me to grieve would be sore grieved wert thou cast away."

"Well," said Ralph, "let us sit down here on the bank and then tell me
more; but go on with thine angling the while, lest any should see us."

So they sat down, and Redhead did as Ralph bade; and he said: "Lord, I
have bidden thee to flee; but this is an ill land to flee from, and
indeed there is but one pass whereby ye may well get away from this
company betwixt this and Utterbol; and we shall encamp hard by it on
the second day of our faring hence.  Yet I must tell thee that it is no
road for a dastard; for it leadeth through the forest up into the
mountains:  yet such as it is, for a man bold and strong like thee, I
bid thee take it: and I can see to it that leaving this company shall
be easy to thee: only thou must make up thy mind speedily, since the
time draws so nigh, and when thou art come to Utterbol with all this
rout, and the house full, and some one or other dogging each footstep
of thine, fleeing will be another matter.  Now thus it is: on that same
second night, not only is the wood at hand to cover thee, but I shall
be chief warder of the side of the camp where thou lodgest, so that I
can put thee on the road: and if I were better worth, I would say, take
me with thee, but as it is, I will not burden thee with that prayer."

"Yea," said Ralph, "I have had one guide in this country-side and he
bewrayed me.  This is a matter of life and death, so I will speak out
and say how am I to know but that thou also art going about to bewray
me?"

Redhead lept up to his feet, and roared out:  "What shall I say?  what
shall I say?  By the soul of my father I am not bewraying thee.  May
all the curses of Utterbol be sevenfold heavier on me if I am thy
traitor and dastard."

"Softly lad, softly," said Ralph, "lest some one should hear thee.
Content thee, I must needs believe thee if thou makest so much noise
about it."

Then Redhead sat him down again, and for all that he was so rough and
sturdy a carle he fell a-weeping.

"Nay, nay," said Ralph, "this is worse in all wise than the other
noise.  I believe thee as well as a man can who is dealing with one who
is not his close friend, and who therefore spareth truth to his friend
because of many years use and wont.  Come to thyself again and let us
look at this matter square in the face, and speedily too, lest some
unfriend or busybody come on us.  There now!  Now, in the first place
dost thou know why I am come into this perilous and tyrannous land?"

Said Redhead:  "I have heard it said that thou art on the quest of the
Well at the World's End."

"And that is but the sooth," said Ralph.  "Well then," quoth Redhead,
"there is the greater cause for thy fleeing at the time and in the
manner I have bidden thee.  For there is a certain sage who dwelleth in
the wildwood betwixt that place and the Great Mountains, and he hath so
much lore concerning the Mountains, yea, and the Well itself, that if
he will tell thee what he can tell, thou art in a fair way to end thy
quest happily.  What sayest thou then?"

Said Ralph, "I say that the Sage is good if I may find him.  But there
is another cause why I have come hither from Goldburg." "What is that?"
said Redhead.  "This," said Ralph, "to come to Utterbol." "Heaven help
us!" quoth Redhead, "and wherefore?"

Ralph said:  "Belike it is neither prudent nor wise to tell thee, but I
do verily trust thee; so hearken!  I go to Utterbol to deliver a friend
from Utterbol; and this friend is a woman--hold a minute--and this
woman, as I believe, hath been of late brought to Utterbol, having been
taken out of the hands of one of the men of the mountains that lie
beyond Cheaping Knowe."

Redhead stared astonished, and kept silence awhile; then he said:  "Now
all the more I say, flee! flee! flee!  Doubtless the woman is there,
whom thou seekest; for it would take none less fair and noble than that
new-come thrall to draw to her one so fair and noble as thou art.  But
what availeth it?  If thou go to Utterbol thou wilt destroy both her
and thee.  For know, that we can all see that the Lord hath set his
love on this damsel; and what better can betide, if thou come to
Utterbol, but that the Lord shall at once see that there is love
betwixt you two, and then there will be an end of the story."

"How so?" quoth Ralph.  Said Redhead:  "At Utterbol all do the will of
the Lord of Utterbol, and he is so lustful and cruel, and so false
withal, that his will shall be to torment the damsel to death, and to
geld and maim thee; so that none hereafter shall know how goodly and
gallant thou hast been."

"Redhead," quoth Ralph much moved, "though thou art in no knightly
service, thou mayst understand that it is good for a friend to die with
a friend."

"Yea, forsooth," said Redhead, "If he may do no more to help than that!
Wouldst thou not help the damsel?  Now when thou comest back from the
quest of the Well at the World's End, thou wilt be too mighty and
glorious for the Lord of Utterbol to thrust thee aside like to an over
eager dog; and thou mayst help her then.  But now I say to thee, and
swear to thee, that three days after thou hast met thy beloved in
Utterbol she will be dead.  I would that thou couldst ask someone else
nearer to the Lord than I have been.  The tale would be the same as
mine."

Now soothly to say it, this was even what Ralph had feared would be,
and he could scarce doubt Redhead's word.  So he sat there pondering
the matter a good while, and at last he said: "My friend, I will trust
thee with another thing; I have a mind to flee to the wildwood, and yet
come to Utterbol for the damsel's deliverance." "Yea," said Redhead,
"and how wilt thou work in the matter?" Said Ralph; "How would it be if
I came hither in other guise than mine own, so that I should not be
known either by the damsel or her tyrants?"

Said Redhead:  "There were peril in that; yet hope also.  Yea, and in
one way thou mightest do it; to wit, if thou wert to find that Sage,
and tell him thy tale:  if he be of good will to thee, he might then
change not thy gear only, but thy skin also; for he hath exceeding
great lore."

"Well," said Ralph, "Thou mayst look upon it as certain that on that
aforesaid night, I will do my best to shake off this company of tyrant
and thralls, unless I hear fresh tidings, so that I must needs change
my purpose.  But I will ask thee to give me some token that all holds
together some little time beforehand."  Quoth Redhead:  "Even so shall
it be; thou shalt see me at latest on the eve of the night of thy
departure; but on the night before that if it be anywise possible."

"Now will I go away from thee," said Ralph, "and I thank thee heartily
for thine help, and deem thee my friend.  And if thou think better of
fleeing with me, thou wilt gladden me the more." Redhead shook his head
but spake not, and Ralph went his ways down the dale.



CHAPTER 39

The Lord of Utterbol Makes Ralph a Free Man


He went to and fro that day and the next, and none meddled with him;
with Redhead he spake not again those days, but had talk with Otter and
David, who were blithe enough with him.  Agatha he saw not at all; nor
the Lady, and still deemed that the white-skinned woman whom he had
seen sitting by the Lord after the tilting was the Queen.

As for the Lady she abode in her pavilion, and whiles lay in a heap on
the floor weeping, or dull and blind with grief; whiles she walked up
and down mad wroth with whomsoever came in her way, even to the dealing
out of stripes and blows to her women.

But on the eve before the day of departure Agatha came into her, and
chid her, and bade her be merry:  "I have seen the Lord and told him
what I would, and found it no hard matter to get him to yeasay our
plot, which were hard to carry out without his goodwill.  Withal the
seed that I have sowed two days or more ago is bearing fruit; so that
thou mayst look to it that whatsoever plight we may be in, we shall
find a deliverer."

"I wot not thy meaning," quoth the Lady, "but I deem thou wilt now tell
me what thou art planning, and give me some hope, lest I lay hands on
myself."

Then Agatha told her without tarrying what she was about doing for her,
the tale of which will be seen hereafter; and when she had done, the
Lady mended her cheer, and bade bring meat and drink, and was once more
like a great and proud Lady.

On the morn of departure, when Ralph arose, David came to him and said:
"My Lord is astir already, and would see thee for thy good." So Ralph
went with David, who brought him to the Tower, and there they found the
Lord sitting in a window, and Otter stood before him, and some others
of his highest folk.  But beside him sat Joyce, and it seemed that he
thought it naught but good to hold her hand and play with the fingers
thereof, though all those great men were by; and Ralph had no thought
of her but that she was the Queen.

So Ralph made obeisance to the Lord and stood awaiting his word; and
the Lord said:  "We have been thinking of thee, young man, and have
deemed thy lot to be somewhat of the hardest, if thou must needs be a
thrall, since thou art both young and well-born, and so good a man of
thine hands.  Now, wilt thou be our man at Utterbol?"

Ralph delayed his answer a space and looked at Otter, who seemed to him
to frame a Yea with his lips, as who should say, take it.  So he said:
"Lord, thou art good to me, yet mayst thou be better if thou wilt."

"Yea, man!" said the Lord knitting his brows; "What shall it be? say
thy say, and be done with it."

"Lord," said Ralph, "I pray thee to give me my choice, whether I shall
go with thee to Utterbol or forbear going?"

"Why, lo you!" said the Lord testily, and somewhat sourly; "thou hast
the choice.  Have I not told thee that thou art free?" Then Ralph knelt
before him, and said:  "Lord, I thank thee from a full heart, in that
thou wilt suffer me to depart on mine errand, for it is a great one."
The scowl deepened on the Lord's face, and he turned away from Ralph,
and said presently: "Otter take the Knight away and let him have all
his armour and weapons and a right good horse; and then let him do as
he will, either ride with us, or depart if he will, and whither he
will.  And if he must needs ride into the desert, and cast himself away
in the mountains, so be it.  But whatever he hath a mind to, let none
hinder him, but further him rather; hearest thou? take him with thee."

Then was Ralph overflowing with thanks, but the Lord heeded him naught,
but looked askance at him and sourly.  And he rose up withal, and led
the damsel by the hand into another chamber; and she minced in her gait
and leaned over to the Lord and spake softly in his ear and laughed,
and he laughed in his turn and toyed with her neck and shoulders.

But the great men turned and went their ways from the Tower, and Ralph
went with Otter and was full of glee, and as merry as a bird.  But
Otter looked on him, and said gruffly: "Yea now, thou art like a
song-bird but newly let out of his cage.  But I can see the string
which is tied to thy leg, though thou feelest it not."

"Why, what now?" quoth Ralph, making as though he were astonished.
"Hearken," said Otter:  "there is none nigh us, so I will speak
straight out; for I love thee since the justing when we tried our might
together.  If thou deemest that thou art verily free, ride off on the
backward road when we go forward; I warrant me thou shalt presently
meet with an adventure, and be brought in a captive for the second
time." "How then," said Ralph, "hath not the Lord good will toward me?"

Said Otter:  "I say not that he is now minded to do thee a mischief for
cruelty's sake; but he is minded to get what he can out of thee.  If he
use thee not for the pleasuring of his wife (so long as her pleasure in
thee lasteth) he will verily use thee for somewhat else.  And to speak
plainly, I now deem that he will make thee my mate, to use with me, or
against me as occasion may serve; so thou shalt be another captain of
his host."  He laughed withal, and said again: "But if thou be not
wary, thou wilt tumble off that giddy height, and find thyself a thrall
once more, and maybe a gelding to boot." Now waxed Ralph angry and
forgat his prudence, and said: "Yea, but how shall he use me when I am
out of reach of his hand?" "Oho, young man," said Otter, "whither away
then, to be out of his reach?"

"Why," quoth Ralph still angrily, "is thy Lord master of all the
world?"  "Nay," said the captain, "but of a piece thereof.  In short,
betwixt Utterbol and Goldburg, and Utterbol and the mountains, and
Utterbol and an hundred miles north, and an hundred miles south, there
is no place where thou canst live, no place save the howling
wilderness, and scarcely there either, where he may not lay hand on
thee if he do but whistle.  What, man! be not downhearted! come with us
to Utterbol, since thou needs must.  Be wise, and then the Lord shall
have no occasion against thee; above all, beware of crossing him in any
matter of a woman.  Then who knows" (and here he sunk his voice well
nigh to a whisper) "but thou and I together may rule in Utterbol and
make better days there."

Ralph was waxen master of himself by now, and was gotten wary indeed,
so he made as if he liked Otter's counsel well, and became exceeding
gay; for indeed the heart within him was verily glad at the thought of
his escaping from thralldom; for more than ever now he was fast in his
mind to flee at the time appointed by Redhead.

So Otter said:  "Well, youngling, I am glad that thou takest it thus,
for I deem that if thou wert to seek to depart, the Lord would make it
an occasion against thee."

"Such an occasion shall he not have, fellow in arms," quoth Ralph.
"But tell me, we ride presently, and I suppose are bound for Utterness
by the shortest road?"  "Yea," said Otter, "and anon we shall come to
the great forest which lieth along our road all the way to Utterness
and beyond it; for the town is, as it were, an island in the sea of
woodland which covers all, right up to the feet of the Great Mountains,
and does what it may to climb them whereso the great wall or its
buttresses are anywise broken down toward our country; but the end of
it lieth along our road, as I said, and we do but skirt it.  A woeful
wood it is, and save for the hunting of the beasts, which be there in
great plenty, with wolves and bears, yea, and lions to boot, which come
down from the mountains, there is no gain in it.  No gain, though
forsooth they say that some have found it gainful."

"How so?" said Ralph.  Said Otter:  "That way lieth the way to the Well
at the World's End, if one might find it.  If at any time we were clear
of Utterbol, I have a mind for the adventure along with thee, lad, and
so I deem hast thou from all the questions thou hast put to me
thereabout."

Ralph mastered himself so that his face changed not, and he said:
"Well, Captain, that may come to pass; but tell me, are there any
tokens known whereby a man shall know that he is on the right path to
the Well?"

"The report of folk goeth," said Otter, "concerning one token, where is
the road and the pass through the Great Mountains, to wit, that on the
black rock thereby is carven the image of a Fighting Man, or monstrous
giant, of the days long gone by.  Of other signs I can tell thee
naught; and few of men are alive that can.  But there is a Sage
dwelleth in the wood under the mountains to whom folk seek for his
diverse lore; and he, if he will, say men, can set forth all the way,
and its perils, and how to escape them.  Well, knight, when the time
comes, thou and I will go find him together, for he at least is not
hard to find, and if he be gracious to us, then will we on our quest.
But as now, see ye, they have struck our tents and the Queen's pavilion
also; so to horse, is the word."

"Yea," quoth Ralph, looking curiously toward the place where the
Queen's pavilion had stood; "is not yonder the Queen's litter taking
the road?" "Yea, surely," said Otter.

"Then the litter will be empty," said Ralph.  "Maybe, or maybe not,"
said Otter; "but now I must get me gone hastily to my folk; doubtless
we shall meet upon the road to Utterbol."

So he turned and went his ways; and Ralph also ran to his horse,
whereby was David already in the saddle, and so mounted, and the whole
rout moved slowly from out of Vale Turris, Ralph going ever by David.
The company was now a great one, for many wains were joined to them,
laden with meal, and fleeces, and other household stuff, and withal
there was a great herd of neat, and of sheep, and of goats, which the
Lord's men had been gathering in the fruitful country these two days;
but the Lord was tarrying still in the tower.



CHAPTER 40

They Ride Toward Utterness From Out of Vale Turris


So they rode by a good highway, well beaten, past the Tower and over
the ridge of the valley, and came full upon the terrible sight of the
Great Mountains, and the sea of woodland lay before them, swelling and
falling, and swelling again, till it broke grey against the dark blue
of the mountain wall.  They went as the way led, down hill, and when
they were at the bottom, thence along their highway parted the tillage
and fenced pastures from the rough edges of the woodland like as a
ditch sunders field from field.  They had the wildwood ever on their
right hand, and but a little way from where they rode the wood
thickened for the more part into dark and close thicket, the trees
whereof were so tall that they hid the overshadowing mountains whenso
they rode the bottoms, though when the way mounted on the ridges, and
the trees gave back a little, they had sight of the woodland and the
mountains.  On the other hand at whiles the thicket came close up to
the roadside.

Now David biddeth press on past the wains and the driven beasts, which
were going very slowly.  So did they, and at last were well nigh at the
head of the Lord's company, but when Ralph would have pressed on still,
David refrained him, and said that they must by no means outgo the
Queen's people, or even mingle with them; so they rode on softly.  But
as the afternoon was drawing toward evening they heard great noise of
horns behind them, and the sound of horses galloping.  Then David drew
Ralph to the side of the way, and everybody about, both before and
behind them, drew up in wise at the wayside, and or ever Ralph could
ask any question, came a band of men-at-arms at the gallop led by
Otter, and after them the Lord on his black steed, and beside him on a
white palfrey the woman whom Ralph had seen in the Tower, and whom he
had taken for the Queen, her light raiment streaming out from her, and
her yellow hair flying loose.  They passed in a moment of time, and
then David and Ralph and the rest rode on after them.

Then said Ralph:  "The Queen rideth well and hardily." "Yea," said
David, screwing his face into a grin, would he or no.  Ralph beheld
him, and it came into his mind that this was not the Queen whom he had
looked on when they first came into Vale Turris, and he said: "What
then! this woman is not the Queen?"

David spake not for a while, and then he answered: "Sir Knight, there
be matters whereof we servants of my Lord say little or nothing, and
thou wert best to do the like." And no more would he say thereon.



CHAPTER 41

Redhead Keeps Tryst


They rode not above a dozen miles that day, and pitched their tents and
pavilions in the fair meadows by the wayside looking into the thick of
the forest.  There this betid to tell of, that when Ralph got off his
horse, and the horse-lads were gathered about the men-at-arms and high
folk, who should take Ralph's horse but Redhead, who made a sign to him
by lifting his eyebrows as if he were asking him somewhat; and Ralph
took it as a question as to whether his purpose held to flee on the
morrow night; so he nodded a yeasay, just so much as Redhead might note
it; and naught else befell betwixt them.

When it was barely dawn after that night, Ralph awoke with the sound of
great stir in the camp, and shouting of men and lowing and bleating of
beasts; so he looked out, and saw that the wains and the flocks and
herds were being got on to the road, so that they might make good way
before the company of the camp took the road.  But he heeded it little
and went to sleep again.

When it was fully morning he arose, and found that the men were not
hastening their departure, but were resting by the wood-side and
disporting them about the meadow; so he wandered about amongst the
men-at-arms and serving-men, and came across Redhead and hailed him;
and there was no man very nigh to them; so Redhead looked about him
warily, and then spake swiftly and softly: "Fail not to-night! fail
not!  For yesterday again was I told by one who wotteth surely, what
abideth thee at Utterbol if thou go thither.  I say if thou fail, thou
shalt repent but once--all thy life long to wit."

Ralph nodded his head, and said:  "Fear not, I will not fail thee." And
therewith they turned away from each other lest they should be noted.

About two hours before noon they got to horse again, and, being no more
encumbered with the wains and the beasts, rode at a good pace.  As on
the day before the road led them along the edge of the wildwood, and
whiles it even went close to the very thicket.  Whiles again they
mounted somewhat, and looked down on the thicket, leagues and leagues
thereof, which yet seemed but a little space because of the hugeness of
the mountain wall which brooded over it; but oftenest the forest hid
all but the near trees.

Thus they rode some twenty miles, and made stay at sunset in a place
that seemed rather a clearing of the wood than a meadow; for they had
trees on their left hand at a furlong's distance, as well as on their
right at a stone's throw.

Ralph saw not Redhead as he got off his horse, and David according to
his wont went with him to his tent.  But after they had supped
together, and David had made much of Ralph, and had drank many cups to
his health, he said to him: "The night is yet young, yea, but new-born;
yet must I depart from thee, if I may, to meet a man who will sell me a
noble horse good cheap; and I may well leave thee now, seeing that thou
hast become a free man; so I bid thee goodnight."

Therewith he departed, and was scarce gone out ere Redhead cometh in,
and saith in his wonted rough loud voice:  "Here, knight, here is the
bridle thou badest me get mended; will the cobbling serve?" Then seeing
no one there, he fell to speaking softer and said: "I heard the old
pimp call thee a free man e'en now: I fear me that thou art not so free
as he would have thee think.  Anyhow, were I thou, I would be freer in
two hours space.  Is it to be so?"

"Yea, yea," said Ralph.  Redhead nodded:  "Good is that," said he; "I
say in two hours' time all will be quiet, and we are as near the
thicket as may be; there is no moon, but the night is fair and the
stars clear; so all that thou hast to do is to walk out of this tent,
and turn at once to thy right hand: come out with me now quietly, and I
will show thee."

They went out together and Redhead said softly:  "Lo thou that doddered
oak yonder; like a piece of a hay-rick it looks under the stars; if
thou seest it, come in again at once."

Ralph turned and drew Redhead in, and said when they were in the tent
again: "Yea, I saw it:  what then?"

Said Redhead:  "I shall be behind it abiding thee." "Must I go afoot?"
said Ralph, "or how shall I get me a horse?" "I have a horse for thee,"
said Redhead, "not thine own, but a better one yet, that hath not been
backed to-day. Now give me a cup of wine, and let me go."

Ralph filled for him and took a cup himself, and said: "I pledge thee,
friend, and wish thee better luck; and I would have thee for my fellow
in this quest."

"Nay," said Redhead, "it may not be:  I will not burden thy luck with
my ill-luck...and moreover I am seeking something which I may gain at
Utterbol, and if I have it, I may do my best to say good-night to that
evil abode."

"Yea," said Ralph, "and I wish thee well therein." Said Redhead,
stammering somewhat; "It is even that woman of the Queen's whereof I
told thee.  And now one last word, since I must not be over long in thy
tent, lest some one come upon us.  But, fair sir, if thy mind misgive
thee for this turning aside from Utterbol; though it is not to be
doubted that the damsel whom thou seekest hath been there, it is not
all so sure that thou wouldst have found her there.  For of late, what
with my Lord and my Lady being both away, the place hath been scant of
folk; and not only is the said damsel wise and wary, but there be
others who have seen her besides my Lord, and who so hath seen her is
like to love her; and such is she, that whoso loveth her is like to do
her will.  So I bid thee in all case be earnest in thy quest; and think
that if thou die on the road thy damsel would have died for thee; and
if thou drink of the Well and come back whole and safe, I know not why
thou shouldest not go straight to Utterbol and have the damsel away
with thee, whosoever gainsay it.  For they (if there be any such) who
have drunk of the Well at the World's End are well looked to in this
land.  Now one more word yet; when I come to Utterbol, if thy damsel be
there still, fear not but I will have speech of her, and tell of thee,
and what thou wert looking to, and how thou deemedst of her."

Therewith he turned and departed hastily.

But Ralph left alone was sorely moved with hope and fear, and a longing
that grew in him to see the damsel.  For though he was firmly set on
departure, and on seeking the sage aforesaid, yet his heart was drawn
this way and that: and it came into his mind how the damsel would fare
when the evil Lord came home to Utterbol; and he could not choose but
make stories of her meeting of the tyrant, and her fear and grief and
shame, and the despair of her heart.  So the minutes went slow to him,
till he should be in some new place and doing somewhat toward bringing
about the deliverance of her from thralldom, and the meeting of him and
her.





BOOK THREE

The Road To The Well At World's End.



CHAPTER 1

An Adventure in the Wood Under the Mountains


Now was the night worn to the time appointed, for it was two hours
after midnight, so he stepped out of his tent clad in all his war gear,
and went straight to the doddered oak, and found Redhead there with but
one horse, whereby Ralph knew that he held to his purpose of going his
ways to Utterbol: so he took him by the shoulders and embraced him,
rough carle as he was, and Redhead kneeled to him one moment of time
and then arose and went off into the night.  But Ralph got a-horseback
without delay and rode his ways warily across the highway and into the
wood, and there was none to hinder him.  Though it was dark but for the
starlight, there was a path, which the horse, and not Ralph, found, so
that he made some way even before the first glimmer of dawn, all the
more as the wood was not very thick after the first mile, and there
were clearings here and there.

So rode Ralph till the sun was at point to rise, and he was about the
midst of one of those clearings or wood-lawns, on the further side
whereof there was more thicket, as he deemed, then he had yet come to;
so he drew rein and looked about him for a minute.  Even therewith he
deemed he heard a sound less harsh than the cry of the jay in the
beech-trees, and shriller than the moaning of the morning breeze in the
wood.  So he falls to listening with both ears, and this time deems
that he hears the voice of a woman:  and therewith came into his mind
that old and dear adventure of the Wood Perilous; for he was dreamy
with the past eagerness of his deeds, and the long and lonely night.
But yet he doubted somewhat of the voice when it had passed his ears,
so he shook his rein, for he thought it not good to tarry.

Scarce then had his horse stepped out, ere there came a woman running
out of the thicket before him and made toward him over the lawn.  So he
gat off his horse at once and went to meet her, leading his horse; and
as he drew nigh he could see that she was in a sorry plight; she had
gathered up her skirts to run the better, and her legs and feet were
naked: the coif was gone from her head and her black hair streamed out
behind her: her gown was rent about the shoulders and bosom, so that
one sleeve hung tattered, as if by the handling of some one.

So she ran up to him crying out:  "Help, knight, help us!" and sank
down therewith at his feet panting and sobbing.  He stooped down to
her, and raised her up, and said in a kind voice: "What is amiss, fair
damsel, that thou art in such a plight; and what may I for thine avail?
Doth any pursue thee, that thou fleest thus?"

She stood sobbing awhile, and then took hold of his two hands and said:
"O fair lord, come now and help my lady! for as for me, since I am with
thee, I am safe."

"Yea," said he, "Shall I get to horse at once?" And therewith he made
as if he would move away from her; but she still held his hands, and
seemed to think it good so to do, and she spake not for a while but
gazed earnestly into his face.  She was a fair woman, dark and sleek
and lithe...for in good sooth she was none other than Agatha, who is
afore told of.

Now Ralph is somewhat abashed by her eagerness, and lets his eyes fall
before hers; and he cannot but note that despite the brambles and
briars of the wood that she had run through, there were no scratches on
her bare legs, and that her arm was unbruised where the sleeve had been
rent off.

At last she spake, but somewhat slowly, as if she were thinking of what
she had to say:  "O knight, by thy knightly oath I charge thee come to
my lady and help and rescue her: she and I have been taken by evil men,
and I fear that they will put her to shame, and torment her, ere they
carry her off; for they were about tying her to a tree when I escaped:
for they heeded not me who am but the maid, when they had the mistress
in their hands."  "Yea," said he, "and who is thy mistress?" Said the
damsel:  "She is the Lady of the Burnt Rock; and I fear me that these
men are of the Riders of Utterbol; and then will it go hard with her;
for there is naught but hatred betwixt my lord her husband and the
tyrant of Utterbol." Said Ralph:  "And how many were they?"  "O but
three, fair sir, but three," she said; "and thou so fair and strong,
like the war-god himself."

Ralph laughed:  "Three to one is long odds," quoth he, "but I will come
with thee when thou hast let go my hands so that I may mount my horse.
But wilt thou not ride behind me, fair damsel; so wearied and spent as
thou wilt be by thy night."

She looked on him curiously, and laid a hand on his breast, and the
hauberk rings tinkled beneath the broidered surcoat; then she said:
"Nay, I had best go afoot before thee, so disarrayed as I am."

Then she let him go, but followed him still with her eyes as he gat him
into the saddle.  She walked on beside his horse's head; and Ralph
marvelled of her that for all her haste she had been in, she went
somewhat leisurely, picking her way daintily so as to tread the smooth,
and keep her feet from the rough.

Thus they went on, into the thicket and through it, and the damsel put
the thorns and briars aside daintily as she stepped, and went slower
still till they came to a pleasant place of oak-trees with greensward
beneath them; and then she stopped, and turning, faced Ralph, and spoke
with another voice than heretofore, whereas there was naught rueful or
whining therein, but somewhat both of glee and of mocking as it seemed.
"Sir knight," she said, "I have a word or two for thy ears; and this is
a pleasant place, and good for us to talk together, whereas it is
neither too near to her, nor too far from her, so that I can easily
find my way back to her.  Now, lord, I pray thee light down and listen
to me."  And therewith she sat down on the grass by the bole of a great
oak.

"But thy lady," said Ralph, "thy lady?"  "O sir," she said; "My lady
shall do well enough:  she is not tied so fast, but she might loose
herself if the need were pressing.  Light down, dear lord, light down!"

But Ralph sat still on his horse, and knit his brows, and said: "What
is this, damsel? hast thou been playing a play with me?  Where is thy
lady whom thou wouldst have me deliver?  If this be but game and play,
let me go my ways; for time presses, and I have a weighty errand on
hand."

She rose up and came close to him, and laid a hand on his knee and
looked wistfully into his face as she said:  "Nay then, I can tell thee
all the tale as thou sittest in thy saddle; for meseems short will be
thy farewell when I have told it." And she sighed withal.

Then Ralph was ashamed to gainsay her, and she now become gentle and
sweet and enticing, and sad withal; so he got off his horse and tied
him to a tree, and went and stood by the damsel as she lay upon the
grass, and said: "I prithee tell thy tale and let me depart if there be
naught for me to do."

Then she said:  "This is the first word, that as to the Red Rock, I
lied; and my lady is the Queen of Utterbol, and I am her thrall, and it
is I who have drawn thee hither from the camp."

The blood mounted to Ralph's brow for anger; when he called to mind how
he had been led hither and thither on other folk's errands ever since
he left Upmeads.  But he said naught, and Agatha looked on him timidly
and said: "I say I am her thrall, and I did it to serve her and because
she bade me." Said Ralph roughly:  "And Redhead, him whom I saved from
torments and death; dost thou know him? didst thou know him?"

"Yea," she said, "I had from him what he had learned concerning thee
from the sergeants and others, and then I put words into his mouth."
"Yea then," quoth Ralph, "then he also is a traitor!"  "Nay, nay," she
said, "he is a true man and loveth thee, and whatever he hath said to
thee he troweth himself.  Moreover, I tell thee here and now that all
that he told thee of the affairs of Utterbol, and thine outlook there,
is true and overtrue."

She sprang to her feet therewith, and stood before him and clasped her
hands before him and said:  "I know that thou seekest the Well at the
World's End and the deliverance of the damsel whom the Lord ravished
from the wild man: now I swear it by thy mouth, that if thou go to
Utterbol thou art undone and shalt come to the foulest pass there, and
moreover that so going thou shalt bring the uttermost shame and
torments on the damsel."

Said Ralph:  "Yea, but what is her case as now? tell me."

Quoth Agatha:  "She is in no such evil case; for my lady hateth her not
as yet, or but little; and, which is far more, my lord loveth her after
his fashion, and withal as I deem feareth her; for though she hath
utterly gainsaid his desire, he hath scarce so much as threatened her.
A thing unheard of.  Had it been another woman she had by this time
known all the bitterness that leadeth unto death at Utterbol." Ralph
paled and he scowled on her, then he said: "And how knowest thou all
the privity of the Lord of Utterbol?  who telleth thee of all this?"
She smiled and spake daintily: "Many folk tell me that which I would
know; and that is because whiles I conquer the tidings with my wits,
and whiles buy it with my body.  Anyhow what I tell thee is the very
sooth concerning this damsel, and this it is: that whereas she is but
in peril, she shall be in deadly peril, yea and that instant, if thou
go to Utterbol, thou, who art her lover..." "Nay," said Ralph angrily,
"I am not her lover, I am but her well-willer." "Well," quoth Agatha
looking down and knitting her brows, "when thy good will towards her
has become known, then shall she be thrown at once into the pit of my
lord's cruelty.  Yea, to speak sooth, even as it is, for thy sake (for
her I heed naught) I would that the lord might find her gone when he
cometh back to Utterbol."

"Yea," said Ralph, reddening, "and is there any hope for her getting
clear off?"  "So I deem," said Agatha.  She was silent awhile and then
spake in a low voice: "It is said that each man that seeth her loveth
her; yea, and will befriend her, even though she consent not to his
desire.  Maybe she hath fled from Utterbol."

Ralph stood silent awhile with a troubled face; and then he said: "Yet
thou hast not told me the why and wherefore of this play of thine, and
the beguiling me into fleeing from the camp.  Tell it me that I may
pardon thee and pass on."

She said:  "By thine eyes I swear that this is sooth, and that there is
naught else in it than this:  My lady set her love, when first she set
her eyes upon thee--as forsooth all women must: as for me, I had not
seen thee (though I told my lady that I had) till within this hour that
we met in the wood."

She sighed therewith, and with her right hand played with the rent
raiment about her bosom.  Then she said: "She deemed that if thou
camest a mere thrall to Utterbol, though she might command thy body,
yet she would not gain thy love; but that if perchance thou mightest
see her in hard need, and evilly mishandled, and mightest deliver her,
there might at least grow up pity in thee for her, and that love might
come thereof, as oft hath happed aforetime; for my lady is a fair
woman.  Therefore I, who am my lady's servant and thrall, and who, I
bid thee remember, had not seen thee, took upon me to make this
adventure, like to a minstrel's tale done in the flesh.  Also I spake
to my lord and told him thereof; and though he jeered at my lady to me,
he was content, because he would have her set her heart on thee
utterly; since he feared her jealousy, and would fain be delivered of
it, lest she should play some turn to his newly beloved damsel and do
her a mischief.  Therefore did he set thee free (in words) meaning,
when he had thee safe at Utterbol again (as he nowise doubted to have
thee) to do as he would with thee, according as occasion might serve.
For at heart he hateth thee, as I could see well.  So a little before
thou didst leave the camp, we, the Queen and I, went privily into a
place of the woods but a little way hence.  There I disarrayed both my
lady and myself so far as was needful for the playing out the play
which was to have seemed to thee a real adventure.  Then came I to thee
as if by chance hap, that I might bring thee to her; and if thou hadst
come, we had a story for thee, whereby thou mightest not for very
knighthood forbear to succour her and bring her whither she would,
which in the long run had been Utterbol, but for the present time was
to have been a certain strong-house appertaining to Utterbol, and nigh
unto it.  This is all the tale, and now if thou wilt, thou mayst pardon
me; or if thou wilt, thou mayst draw out thy sword and smite off my
head.  And forsooth I deem that were the better deed."

She knelt down before him and put her palms together, and looked up at
him beseechingly.  His face darkened as he beheld her thus, but it
cleared at last, and he said: "Damsel, thou wouldst turn out but a
sorry maker, and thy play is naught.  For seest thou not that I should
have found out all the guile at Utterbol, and owed thy lady hatred
rather than love thereafter."

"Yea," she said, "but my lady might have had enough of thy love by
then, and would belike have let thee alone to fall into the hands of
the Lord.  Lo now!  I have delivered thee from this, so that thou art
quit both of the Lord and the lady and me:  and again I say that thou
couldst scarce have missed, both thou and thy damsel, of a miserable
ending at Utterbol."

"Yea," said Ralph, softly, and as if speaking to himself, "yet am I
lonely and unholpen."  Then he turned to Agatha and said: "The end of
all this is that I pardon thee, and must depart forthwith; for when ye
two come back to the camp, then presently will the hunt be up."

She rose from her knees, and stood before him humbly and said: "Nay, I
shall requite thee thy pardon thus far, that I will fashion some tale
for my lady which will keep us in the woods two days or three; for we
have provided victual for our adventure."

Said Ralph:  "I may at least thank thee for that, and will trust in
thee to do so much."  Quoth she:  "Then might I ask a reward of thee:
since forsooth other reward awaiteth me at Utterbol."

"Thou shalt have it," said Ralph.  She said:  "The reward is that thou
kiss me ere we part."

"It must needs be according to my word," said Ralph, "yet I must tell
thee that my kiss will bear but little love with it."

She answered naught but laid her hands on his breast and put up her
face to him, and he kissed her lips.  Then she said: "Knight, thou hast
kissed a thrall and a guileful woman, yet one that shall smart for
thee; therefore grudge not the kiss nor repent thee of thy kindness."

"How shalt thou suffer?" said he.  She looked on him steadfastly a
moment, and said:  "Farewell! may all good go with thee." Therewith she
turned away and walked off slowly through the wood, and somewhat he
pitied her, and sighed as he got into his saddle; but he said to
himself:  "How might I help her?  Yet true it is that she may well be
in an evil case:  I may not help everyone." Then he shook his rein and
rode his ways.



CHAPTER 2

Ralph Rides the Wood Under the Mountains


A long way now rode Ralph, and naught befell him but the fashion of the
wood.  And as he rode, the heart within him was lightened that he had
escaped from all the confusion and the lying of those aliens, who knew
him not, nor his kindred, and yet would all use him each for his own
ends: and withal he was glad that he was riding all alone upon his
quest, but free, unwounded, and well weaponed.

The wood was not very thick whereas he rode, so that he could see the
whereabouts of the sun, and rode east as far as he could judge it.
Some little victual he had with him, and he found woodland fruit
ripening here and there, and eked out his bread therewith; neither did
water fail him, for he rode a good way up along a woodland stream that
cleft the thicket, coming down as he deemed from the mountains, and
thereby he made the more way:  but at last he deemed that he must needs
leave it, as it turned overmuch to the north.  The light was failing
when he came into a woodlawn amidst of which was a pool of water, and
all that day he had had no adventure with beast or man, since he had
sundered from Agatha.  So he lay down and slept there with his naked
sword by his side, and awoke not till the sun was high in the heavens
next morning.  Then he arose at once and went on his way after he had
washed him, and eaten a morsel.

After a little the thick of the wood gave out, and the land was no
longer flat, as it had been, but was of dales and of hills, not blinded
by trees.  In this land he saw much deer, as hart and wild swine; and
he happened also on a bear, who was about a honey tree, and had taken
much comb from the wild bees.  On him Ralph drew his sword and drave
him exceeding loth from his purchase, so that the knight dined off the
bear's thieving.  Another time he came across a bent where on the south
side grew vines well fruited, and the grapes a-ripening; and he ate
well thereof before he went on his way.

Before nightfall he came on that same stream again, and it was now
running straight from the east; so he slept that night on the bank
thereof.  On the morrow he rode up along it a great way, till again it
seemed to be coming overmuch from the north; and then he left it, and
made on east as near as he could guess it by the sun.

Now he passed through thickets at whiles not very great, and betwixt
them rode hilly land grassed mostly with long coarse grass, and with
whin and thorn-trees scattered about.  Thence he saw again from time to
time the huge wall of the mountains rising up into the air like a great
black cloud that would swallow up the sky, and though the sight was
terrible, yet it gladdened him, since he knew that he was on the right
way.  So far he rode, going on the whole up-hill, till at last there
was a great pine-wood before him, so that he could see no ending to it
either north or south.

It was now late in the afternoon, and Ralph pondered whether he should
abide the night where he was and sleep the night there, or whether he
should press on in hope of winning to some clear place before dark.  So
whereas he was in a place both rough and waterless, he deemed it better
to go on, after he had rested his horse and let him bite the herbage a
while.  Then he rode his ways, and entered the wood and made the most
of the way.



CHAPTER 3

Ralph Meeteth With Another Adventure in the Wood Under the Mountain


Soon the wood grew very thick of pine-trees, though there was no
undergrowth, so that when the sun sank it grew dark very speedily; but
he still rode on in the dusk, and there were but few wild things, and
those mostly voiceless, in the wood, and it was without wind and very
still.  Now he thought he heard the sound of a horse going behind him
or on one side, and he wondered whether the chace were up, and hastened
what he might, till at last it grew black night, and he was constrained
to abide.  So he got off his horse, and leaned his back against a tree,
and had the beast's reins over his arm; and now he listened again
carefully, and was quite sure that he could hear the footsteps of some
hard-footed beast going nowise far from him.  He laughed inwardly, and
said to himself: "If the chacer were to pass but three feet from my
nose he should be none the wiser but if he hear me or my horse." And
therewith he cast a lap of his cloak over the horse's head, lest he
should whinny if he became aware of the other beast; and so there he
stood abiding, and the noise grew greater till he could hear clearly
the horse-hoofs drawing nigh, till they came very nigh, and then
stopped.

Then came a man's voice that said:  "Is there a man anigh in the wood?"

Ralph held his peace till he should know more; and the voice spake
again in a little while:  "If there be a man anigh let him be sure that
I will do him no hurt; nay, I may do him good, for I have meat with
me." Clear was the voice, and as sweet as the April blackbird sings.
It spake again:  "Naught answereth, yet meseemeth I know surely that a
man is anigh; and I am aweary of the waste, and long for fellowship."

Ralph hearkened, and called to mind tales of way-farers entrapped by
wood-wives and evil things; but he thought: "At least this is no
sending of the Lord of Utterbol, and, St. Nicholas to aid, I have
little fear of wood-wights. Withal I shall be but a dastard if I answer
not one man, for fear of I know not what."  So he spake in a loud and
cheerful voice: "Yea, there is a man anigh, and I desire thy
fellowship, if we might but meet.  But how shall we see each other in
the blackness of the wildwood night?"

The other laughed, and the laugh sounded merry and sweet, and the voice
said:  "Hast thou no flint and fire-steel?" "No," said Ralph.  "But I
have," said the voice, "and I am fain to see thee, for thy voice
soundeth pleasant to me.  Abide till I grope about for a stick or two."

Ralph laughed in turn, as he heard the new-comer moving about; then he
heard the click of the steel on the flint, and saw the sparks showering
down, so that a little piece of the wood grew green again to his eyes.
Then a little clear flame sprang up, and therewith he saw the
tree-stems clearly, and some twenty yards from him a horse, and a man
stooping down over the fire, who sprang up now and cried out: "It is a
knight-at-arms! Come hither, fellow of the waste; it is five days since
I have spoken to a child of Adam; so come nigh and speak to me, and as
a reward of thy speech thou shalt have both meat and firelight."

"That will be well paid," said Ralph laughing, and he stepped forward
leading his horse, for now the wood was light all about, as the fire
waxed and burned clear; so that Ralph could see that the new-comer was
clad in quaintly-fashioned armour after the fashion of that land, with
a bright steel sallet on the head, and a long green surcoat over the
body armour.  Slender of make was the new-comer, not big nor tall of
stature.

Ralph went up to him hastily, and merrily put his hand on his shoulder,
and kissed him, saying:  "The kiss of peace in the wilderness to thee!"
And he found him smooth-faced and sweet-breathed.

But the new comer took his hand and led him to where the firelight was
brightest and looked on him silently a while; and Ralph gave back the
look.  The strange-wrought sallet hid but little of the new comer's
face, and as Ralph looked thereon a sudden joy came into his heart, and
he cried out: "O, but I have kissed thy face before!  O, my friend, my
friend!"

Then spake the new-comer and said:  "Yea, I am a woman, and I was thy
friend for a little while at Bourton Abbas, and at the want-ways of the
Wood Perilous."

Then Ralph cast his arms about her and kissed her again; but she
withdrew her from him, and said:  "Help me, my friend, that we may
gather sticks to feed our fire, lest it die and the dark come again so
that we see not each other's faces, and think that we have but met in a
dream."

Then she busied herself with gathering the kindling; but presently she
looked up at him, and said:  "Let us make the wood shine wide about,
for this is a feastful night."

So they gathered a heap of wood and made the fire great; and then Ralph
did off his helm and hauberk and the damsel did the like, so that he
could see the shapeliness of her uncovered head.  Then they sat down
before the fire, and the damsel drew meat and drink from her
saddle-bags, and gave thereof to Ralph, who took it of her and her hand
withal, and smiled on her and said:  "Shall we be friends together as
we were at Bourton Abbas and the want-ways of the Wood Perilous?" She
shook her head and said:  "If it might be! but it may not be.  Not many
days have worn since then; but they have brought about changed days."
He looked on her wistfully and said: "But thou wert dear to me then."

"Yea," she said, "and thou to me; but other things have befallen, and
there is change betwixt."

"Nay, what change?" said Ralph.

Even by the firelight he saw that she reddened as she answered: "I was
a free woman then; now am I but a runaway thrall." Then Ralph laughed
merrily, and said, "Then are we brought the nigher together, for I also
am a runaway thrall."

She smiled and looked down:  then she said:  "Wilt thou tell me how
that befell?"

"Yea," said he, "but I will ask thee first a question or two." She
nodded a yeasay, and looked on him soberly, as a child waiting to say
its task.

Said Ralph:  "When we parted at the want-ways of the Wood Perilous thou
saidst that thou wert minded for the Well at the World's End, and to
try it for life or death.  But thou hadst not then the necklace, which
now I see thee bear, and which, seest thou! is like to that about my
neck.  Wilt thou tell me whence thou hadst it?"

She said:  "Yea; it was given unto me by a lady, mighty as I deem, and
certainly most lovely, who delivered me from an evil plight, and a
peril past words, but whereof I will tell thee afterwards.  And she it
was who told me of the way to the Well at the World's End, and many
matters concerning them that seek it, whereof thou shalt wot soon."

Said Ralph:  "As to how thou wert made a thrall thou needest not to
tell me; for I have learned that of those that had to do with taking
thee to Utterbol.  But tell me; here are met we two in the pathless
wilds, as if it were on the deep sea, and we two seeking the same
thing.  Didst thou deem that we should meet, or that I should seek
thee?"

Now was the fire burning somewhat low, but he saw that she looked on
him steadily; yet withal her sweet voice trembled a little as she
answered: "Kind friend, I had a hope that thou wert seeking me and
wouldst find me: for indeed that fairest of women who gave me the beads
spake to me of thee, and said that thou also wouldst turn thee to the
quest of the Well at the World's End; and already had I deemed thine
eyes lucky as well as lovely.  But tell me, my friend, what has
befallen that lady that she is not with thee?  For in such wise she
spake of thee, that I deemed that naught would sunder you save death."

"It is death that hath sundered us," said Ralph.

Then she hung her head, and sat silent a while, neither did he speak
till she had risen up and cast more wood upon the fire; and she stood
before it with her back towards him.  Then he spake to her in a
cheerful voice and said:  "Belike we shall be long together:  tell me
thy name; is it not Dorothy?" She turned about to him with a smiling
face, and said: "Nay lord, nay:  did I not tell thee my name before?
They that held me at the font bid the priest call me Ursula, after the
Friend of Maidens.  But what is thy name?"

"I am Ralph of Upmeads," quoth he; and sat a while silent, pondering
his dream and how it had betrayed him as to her name, when it had told
him much that he yet deemed true.

She came and sat down by him again, and said to him:  "Thy questions I
have answered; but thou hast not yet told me the tale of thy
captivity." Her voice sounded exceeding sweet to him, and he looked on
her face and spake as kindly as he knew how, and said:  "A short tale
it is to-night at least: I came from Whitwall with a Company of
Chapmen, and it was thee I was seeking and the Well at the World's End.
All went well with me, till I came to Goldburg, and there I was
betrayed by a felon, who had promised to lead me safe to Utterness, and
tell me concerning the way unto the Well.  But he sold me to the Lord
of Utterbol, who would lead me to his house; which irked me not, at
first, because I looked to find thee there.  Thereafter, if for shame I
may tell the tale, his lady and wife cast her love upon me, and I was
entangled in the nets of guile: yet since I was told, and believed that
it would be ill both for thee and for me if I met thee at Utterbol, I
took occasion to flee away, I will tell thee how another while."

She had turned pale as she heard him, and now she said:  "It is indeed
God's mercy that thou camest not to Utterbol nor foundest me there, for
then had both we been undone amidst the lusts of those two; or that
thou camest not there to find me fled, else hadst thou been undone.  My
heart is sick to think of it, even as I sit by thy side."

Said Ralph:  "Thy last word maketh me afraid and ashamed to ask thee a
thing.  But tell me first, is that Lord of Utterbol as evil as men's
fear would make him? for no man is feared so much unless he is deemed
evil."

She was silent a while, and then she said:  "He is so evil that it
might be deemed that he has been brought up out of hell."

Then Ralph looked sore troubled, and he said:  "Dear friend, this is
the thing hard for me to say.  In what wise did they use thee at
Utterbol?  Did they deal with thee shamefully?"  She answered him
quietly: "Nay," she said, "fear not! no shame befell me, save that I
was a thrall and not free to depart.  Forsooth," she said, smiling, "I
fled away timely before the tormentors should be ready.  Forsooth it is
an evil house and a mere piece of hell.  But now we are out of it and
free in the wildwood, so let us forget it; for indeed it is a grief to
remember it.  And now once more let us mend the fire, for thy face is
growing dim to me, and that misliketh me.  Afterwards before we lie
down to sleep we will talk a little of the way, whitherward we shall
turn our faces to-morrow."

So they cast on more wood, and pineapples, and sweet it was to Ralph to
see her face come clear again from out the mirk of the wood.  Then they
sat down again together and she said:  "We two are seeking the Well at
the World's End; now which of us knows more of the way? who is to lead,
and who to follow?"  Said Ralph: "If thou know no more than I, it is
little that thou knowest.  Sooth it is that for many days past I have
sought thee that thou mightest lead me."

She laughed sweetly, and said:  "Yea, knight, and was it for that cause
that thou soughtest me, and not for my deliverance?" He said soberly:
"Yet in very deed I set myself to deliver thee." "Yea," she said, "then
since I am delivered, I must needs deem of it as if it were through thy
deed.  And as I suppose thou lookest for a reward therefor, so thy
reward shall be, that I will lead thee to the Well at the World's End.
Is it enough?" "Nay," said Ralph.  They held their peace a minute, then
she said: "Maybe when we have drunk of that Water and are coming back,
it will be for thee to lead.  For true it is that I shall scarce know
whither to wend; since amidst of my dreaming of the Well, and
of...other matters, my home that was is gone like a dream."

He looked at her, but scarce as if he were heeding all her words.  Then
he spoke:  "Yea, thou shalt lead me.  I have been led by one or another
ever since I have left Upmeads." Now she looked on him somewhat
ruefully, and said: "Thou wert not hearkening e'en now; so I say it
again, that the time shall come when thou shalt lead me."

In Ralph's mind had sprung up again that journey from the Water of the
Oak-tree; so he strove with himself to put the thought from him, and
sighed and said:  "Dost thou verily know much of the way?" She nodded
yeasay.  "Knowest thou of the Rock of the Fighting Man?" "Yea," she
said.  "And of the Sage that dwelleth in this same wood?" "Most
surely," she said, "and to-morrow evening or the morrow after we shall
find him; for I have been taught the way to his dwelling; and I wot
that he is now called the Sage of Swevenham.  Yet I must tell thee that
there is some peril in seeking to him; whereas his dwelling is known of
the Utterbol riders, who may follow us thither.  And yet again I deem
that he will find some remedy thereto."

Said Ralph:  "Whence didst thou learn all this, my friend?" And his
face grew troubled again; but she said simply: "She taught it to me who
spake to me in the wood by Hampton under Scaur."

She made as if she noted not the trouble in his face, but said: "Put
thy trust in this, that here and with me thou art even now nigher to
the Well at the World's End than any other creature on the earth.  Yea,
even if the Sage of Swevenham be dead or gone hence, yet have I tokens
to find the Rock of the Fighting Man, and the way through the
mountains, though I say not but that he may make it all clearer.  But
now I see thee drooping with the grief of days bygone; and I deem also
that thou art weary with the toil of the way.  So I rede thee lie down
here in the wilderness and sleep, and forget grief till to-morrow is a
new day."

"Would it were come," said he, "that I might see thy face the clearer;
yet I am indeed weary."

So he went and fetched his saddle and lay down with his head thereon;
and was presently asleep.  But she, who had again cast wood on the
fire, sat by his head watching him with a drawn sword beside her, till
the dawn of the woodland began to glimmer through the trees: then she
also laid herself down and slept.



CHAPTER 4

They Ride the Wood Under the Mountains


When Ralph woke on the morrow it was broad day as far as the trees
would have it so.  He rose at once, and looked about for his fellow,
but saw her not, and for some moments of time he thought he had but
dreamed of her; but he saw that the fire had been quickened from its
embers, and close by lay the hauberk and strange-fashioned helm, and
the sword of the damsel, and presently he saw her coming through the
trees barefoot, with the green-sleeved silken surcoat hanging below the
knees and her hair floating loose about her.  She stepped lightly up to
Ralph with a cheerful smiling countenance and a ruddy colour in her
cheeks, but her eyes moist as if she could scarce keep back the tears
for joy of the morning's meeting.  He thought her fairer than erst, and
made as if he would put his arms about her, but she held a little aloof
from him, blushing yet more.  Then she said in her sweet clear voice:
"Hail fellow-farer! now begins the day's work.  I have been down
yonder, and have found a bright woodland pool, to wash the night off
me, and if thou wilt do in likewise and come back to me, I will dight
our breakfast meantime, and will we speedily to the road."  He did as
she bade him, thinking of her all the while till he came back to her
fresh and gay.  Then he looked to their horses and gave them fodder
gathered from the pool-side, and so turned to Ursula and found her with
the meat ready dight; so they ate and were glad.

When they had broken their fast Ralph went to saddle the horses, and
coming back found Ursula binding up her long hair, and she smiled on
him and said: "Now we are for the road I must be an armed knight again:
forsooth I unbound my hair e'en now and let my surcoat hang loose about
me in token that thou wottest my secret.  Soothly, my friend, it irks
me that now we have met after a long while, I must needs be clad thus
graceless.  But need drave me to it, and withal the occasion that was
given to me to steal this gay armour from a lad at Utterbol, the nephew
of the lord; who like his eme was half my lover, half my tyrant.  Of
all which I will tell thee hereafter, and what wise I must needs steer
betwixt stripes and kisses these last days.  But now let us arm and to
horse.  Yet first lo you, here are some tools that in thine hands shall
keep us from sheer famine: as for me I am no archer; and forsooth no
man-at-arms save in seeming."

Therewith she showed him a short Turk bow and a quiver of arrows, which
he took well pleased.  So then they armed each the other, and as she
handled Ralph's wargear she said:  "How well-wrought and trusty is this
hauberk of thine, my friend; my coat is but a toy to it, with its gold
and silver rings and its gemmed collar: and thy plates be thick and
wide and well-wrought, whereas mine are little more than adornments to
my arms and legs."

He looked on her lovingly and loved her shapely hands amidst the dark
grey mail, and said:  "That is well, dear friend, for since my breast
is a shield for thee it behoves it to be well covered." She looked at
him, and her lips trembled, and she put out her hand as if to touch his
cheek, but drew it back again and said: "Come now, let us to horse,
dear fellow in arms."

So they mounted and went their ways through a close pine-wood, where
the ground was covered with the pine-tree needles, and all was still
and windless.  So as they rode said Ursula: "I seek tokens of the way
to the Sage of Swevenham.  Hast thou seen a water yesterday?"  "Yea,"
said Ralph, "I rode far along it, but left it because I deemed that it
turned north overmuch."  "Thou wert right," she said, "besides that thy
turning from it hath brought us together; for it would have brought
thee to Utterbol at last.  But now have we to hit upon another that
runneth straight down from the hills: not the Great Mountains, but the
high ground whereon is the Sage's dwelling.  I know not whether the
ride be long or short; but the stream is to lead us."

On they rode through the wood, wherein was little change for hours; and
as they rested Ursula gave forth a deep breath, as one who has cast off
a load of care.  And Ralph said:  "Why sighest thou, fellow-farer?"
"O," she said, "it is for pleasure, and a thought that I had: for a
while ago I was a thrall, living amongst fears that sickened the heart;
and then a little while I was a lonely wanderer, and now...Therefore I
was thinking that if ever I come back to mine own land and my home, the
scent of a pine-wood shall make me happy."

Ralph looked on her eagerly, but said naught for a while; but at last
he spoke:  "Tell me, friend," said he, "if we be met by strong-thieves
on the way, what shall we do then?"

"It is not like to befall," she said, "for men fear the wood, therefore
is there little prey for thieves therein:  but if we chance on them,
the token of Utterbol on mine armour shall make them meek enough."
Then she fell silent a while, and spoke again: "True it is that we may
be followed by the Utterbol riders; for though they also fear the wood,
they fear it not so much as they fear their Lord.  Howbeit, we be well
ahead, and it is little like that we shall be overtaken before we have
met the Sage; and then belike he shall provide."

"Yea," said Ralph, "but what if the chase come up with us: shall we
suffer us to be taken alive?"  She looked on him solemnly, laid her
hand on the beads about her neck, and answered: "By this token we must
live as long as we may, whatsoever may befall; for at the worst may
some road of escape be opened to us.  Yet O, how far easier it were to
die than to be led back to Utterbol!"

A while they rode in silence, both of them:  but at last spake Ralph,
but slowly and in a dull and stern voice:  "Maybe it were good that
thou told me somewhat of the horrors and evil days of Utterbol?"
"Maybe," she said, "but I will not tell thee of them.  Forsooth there
are some things which a man may not easily tell to a man, be he never
so much his friend as thou art to me.  But bethink thee" (and she
smiled somewhat) "that this gear belieth me, and that I am but a woman;
and some things there be which a woman may not tell to a man, nay, not
even when he hath held her long in his arms." And therewith she flushed
exceedingly.  But he said in a kind voice: "I am sorry that I asked
thee, and will ask thee no more thereof." She smiled on him friendly,
and they spake of other matters as they rode on.

But after a while Ralph said:  "If it were no misease to thee to tell
me how thou didst fall into the hands of the men of Utterbol, I were
fain to hear the tale."

She laughed outright, and said:  "Why wilt thou be forever harping on
the time of my captivity, friend?  And thou who knowest the story
somewhat already?  Howbeit, I may tell thee thereof without
heart-burning, though it be a felon tale."

He said, somewhat shame-facedly: "Take it not ill that I am fain to
hear of thee and thy life-days, since we are become fellow-farers."

"Well," she said, "this befell outside Utterbol, so I will tell thee.

"After I had stood in the thrall-market at Cheaping Knowe, and not been
sold, the wild man led me away toward the mountains that are above
Goldburg; and as we drew near to them on a day, he said to me that he
was glad to the heart-root that none had cheapened me at the said
market; and when I asked him wherefore, he fell a weeping as he rode
beside me, and said: 'Yet would God that I had never taken thee.'  I
asked what ailed him, though indeed I deemed that I knew.  He said:
'This aileth me, that though thou art not of the blood wherein I am
bound to wed, I love thee sorely, and would have thee to wife; and now
I deem that thou wilt not love me again.'  I said that he guessed
aright, but that if he would do friendly with me, I would be no less
than a friend to him.  'That availeth little,' quoth he; 'I would have
thee be mine of thine own will.' I said that might not be, that I could
love but one man alone.  'Is he alive?' said he.  'Goodsooth, I hope
so,' said I, 'but if he be dead, then is desire of men dead within me.'

"So we spake, and he was downcast and heavy of mood; but thenceforward
was he no worse to me than a brother.  And he proffered it to lead me
back, if I would, and put me safely on the way to Whitwall; but, as
thou wottest, I had need to go forward, and no need to go back.

"Thus we entered into the mountains of Goldburg; but one morning, when
he arose, he was heavier of mood than his wont, and was restless
withal, and could be steadfast neither in staying nor going, nor aught
else.  So I asked what ailed him, and he said: 'My end draweth nigh; I
have seen my fetch, and am fey.  My grave abideth me in these
mountains.'  'Thou hast been dreaming ugly dreams,' said I, 'such
things are of no import.' And I spoke lightly, and strove to comfort
him.  He changed not his mood for all that; but said:  'This is ill for
thee also; for thou wilt be worser without me than with me in these
lands.' Even so I deemed, and withal I was sorry for him, for though he
were uncouth and ungainly, he was no ill man.  So against my will I
tumbled into the samelike mood as his, and we both fared along
drearily.  But about sunset, as we came round a corner of the cliffs of
those mountains, or ever we were ware we happed upon a half-score of
weaponed men, who were dighting a camp under a big rock thereby: but
four there were with them who were still a-horseback; so that when Bull
Nosy (for that was his name) strove to flee away with me, it was of no
avail; for the said horsemen took us, and brought us before an
evil-looking man, who, to speak shortly, was he whom thou hast seen, to
wit, the Lord of Utterbol: he took no heed of Bull Nosy, but looked on
me closely, and handled me as a man doth with a horse at a cheaping, so
that I went nigh to smiting him, whereas I had a knife in my bosom, but
the chaplet refrained me.  To make a short tale of it, he bade Bull
sell me to him, which Bull utterly naysaid, standing stiff and stark
before the Lord, and scowling on him.  But the Lord laughed in his face
and said:  'So be it, for I will take her without a price, and thank
thee for sparing my gold.' Then said Bull:  'If thou take her as a
thrall, thou wert best take me also; else shall I follow thee as a free
man and slay thee when I may.  Many are the days of the year, and on
some one of them will betide the occasion for the knife.'

"Thereat the Lord waxed very pale, and spake not, but looked at that
man of his who stood by Bull with a great sword in his fist, and lifted
up his hand twice, and let it fall twice, whereat that man stepped back
one pace, and swung his sword, and smote Bull, and clave his skull.

"Then the colour came into the Lord's face again, and he said: 'Now,
vassals, let us dine and be merry, for at least we have found something
in the mountains.'  So they fell to and ate and drank, and victual was
given to me also, but I had no will to eat, for my soul was sick and my
heart was heavy, foreboding the uttermost evil.  Withal I was sorry for
Bull Nosy, for he was no ill man and had become my friend.

"So they abode there that night, leaving Bull lying like a dog unburied
in the wilderness; and on the morrow they took the road to Utterbol,
and went swiftly, having no baggage, and staying but for victual, and
for rest every night.  The Lord had me brought to him on that first
evening of our journey, and he saw me privily and spake to me, bidding
me do shameful things, and I would not; wherefore he threatened me
grievously; and, I being alone with him, bade him beware lest I should
slay him or myself.  Thereat he turned pale, as he had done before Bull
Nosy, yet sent for none to slay me, but only bade me back to my
keepers.  And so I came to Utterbol unscathed."

"And at Utterbol," said Ralph, "what befell thee there?" Ursula smiled
on him, and held up her finger; yet she answered: "Utterbol is a very
great house in a fair land, and there are sundry roofs and many fair
chambers.  There was I brought to a goodly chamber amidst a garden; and
women servants were given me who led me to the bath and clad me in
dainty raiment, and gave me to eat and to drink, and all that I needed.
That is all my tale for this time."



CHAPTER 5

They Come on the Sage of Swevenham


Night was at hand before they came to the stream that they sought.
They found it cleaving the pine-wood, which held on till the very bank
of it, and was thick again on the further side in a few yards' space.
The stream was high-banked and ran deep and strong.  Said Ursula as
they came up to it: "We may not cross it, but it matters not; and it is
to-morrow that we must ride up along it."

So they abode there, and made a fire by the waterside, and watched
there, turn and turn about, till it was broad day.  Naught befell to
tell of, save that twice in the night Ralph deemed that he heard a lion
roar.

They got to horse speedily when they were both awake, and rode up the
stream, and began to go up hill, and by noon were come into a rough and
shaggy upland, whence from time to time they could see the huge wall of
the mountains, which yet seemed to Ralph scarce nigher, if at all, than
when he had beheld it ere he had come to Vale Turris.  The way was
rough day-long, and now and again they found it hard to keep the stream
in sight, as especially when it cleft a hill, and ran between sheer
cliffs with no low shore on either side.

They made way but slowly, so that at last Ralph lost patience somewhat,
and said that he had but little hope of falling in with the Sage that
day or any day.  But Ursula was of good cheer, and mocked him merrily
but sweetly, till his heart was lightened again.  Withal she bade him
seek some venison, since they were drawing out the time, and she knew
not how long it would be ere they came to the Sage's dwelling.
Therefore he betook him to the Turk bow, and shot a leash of
heath-fowl, and they supped on the meat merrily in the wilderness.

But if they were merry, they were soon weary; for they journeyed on
after sunset that night, since the moon was up, and there was no thick
wood to turn dusk into dark for them.  Their resting-place was a smooth
piece of greensward betwixt the water and a half circle of steep bent
that well nigh locked it about.

There then they abode, and in the stillness of the night heard a
thundering sound coming down the wind to them, which they deemed was
the roaring of distant waters; and when they went to the lip of the
river they saw flocks of foam floating by, wherefore they thought
themselves to be near some great mountain-neck whereover the water was
falling from some high place.  But with no to-do they lay down upon the
greensward this second night of their fellowship, and waked later than
on the day before; for so weary had they been, that they had kept but
ill watch in the dark night, and none at all after dawn began to
glimmer.

Now Ralph sat up and saw Ursula still sleeping; then he rose to his
feet and looked about him, and saw their two horses cropping the grass
under the bent, and beside them a man, tall and white bearded, leaning
on his staff.  Ralph caught up his sword and went toward the man, and
the sun gleamed from the blade just as the hoary-one turned to him; he
lifted up his staff as if in greeting to Ralph, and came toward him,
and even therewith Ursula awoke and arose, and saw the greybeard at
once; and she cried out: "Take heed to thy sword, fellow-farer, for,
praised be the saints, this is the Sage of Swevenham!"

So they stood there together till the Sage came up to them and kissed
them both, and said:  "I am glad that ye are come at last; for I looked
for you no later than this.  So now mount your horses and come with me
straightway; because life is short to them who have not yet drunk of
the Well at the World's End.  Moreover if ye chance to come on the
riders of Utterbol, it shall go hard with you unless I be at hand."

Ralph saw of him that though he was an old hoar man to look on, yet he
was strong and sturdy, tall, and of goodly presence, with ruddy cheeks,
and red lips and bright eyes, and that the skin of his face and hands
was nowise wrinkled:  but about his neck was a pair of beads like unto
his own gossip's gift.

So now they mounted at once, and with no more words he led them about
the bent, and they came in a little while into the wood again, but this
time it was of beech, with here and there an open place sprinkled about
with hollies and thorns; and they rode down the wide <DW72> of a long
hill, and up again on the other side.

Thus they went for an hour, and the elder spake not again, though it
might have been deemed by his eyes that he was eager and fain.  They
also held their peace; for the hope and fear of their hearts kept them
from words.

They came to the hill-top, and found a plain land, though the close
wood still held on a while; but soon they rode into a clearing of some
twelve acres, where were fenced crofts with goats therein, and three
garths of tillage, wherein the wheat-shocks were yet standing, and
there were coleworts and other pot-herbs also.  But at the further end,
whereas the wood closed in again, was a little house builded of timber,
strong and goodly, and thatched with wheat-straw; and beside it was a
bubbling spring which ran in a brook athwart the said clearing; over
the house-door was a carven rood, and a bow and short spear were leaned
against the wall of the porch.

Ralph looked at all closely, and wondered whether this were perchance
the cot wherein the Lady of Abundance had dwelt with the evil witch.
But the elder looked on him, and said:  "I know thy thought, and it is
not so; that house is far away hence; yet shalt thou come thereto.
Now, children, welcome to the house of him who hath found what ye seek,
but hath put aside the gifts which ye shall gain; and who belike shall
remember what ye shall forget."

Therewith he brought them into the house, and into a chamber, the
plenishing whereof was both scanty and rude.  There he bade them sit,
and brought them victual, to wit, cheese and goats' milk and bread, and
they fell to speech concerning the woodland ways, and the seasons, and
other unweighty matters.  But as for the old man he spoke but few
words, and as one unused to speech, albeit he was courteous and
debonair.  But when they had eaten and drunk he spake to them and said:

"Ye have sought to me because ye would find the Well at the World's
End, and would have lore of me concerning the road thereto; but before
I tell you what ye would, let me know what ye know thereof already."

Quoth Ralph:  "For me, little enough I know, save that I must come to
the Rock of the Fighting Man, and that thou knowest the way thither."

"And thou, damsel," quoth the long-hoary, "what knowest thou?  Must I
tell thee of the way through the mountains and the Wall of the World,
and the Winter Valley, and the Folk Innocent, and the Cot on the Way,
and the Forest of Strange Things and the Dry Tree?"

"Nay," she said, "of all this I wot somewhat, but it may be not enough."

Said the Sage:  "Even so it was with me, when a many years ago I dwelt
nigh to Swevenham, and folk sought to me for lore, and I told them what
I knew; but maybe it was not enough, for they never came back; but died
belike or ever they had seen the Well.  And then I myself, when I was
gotten very old, fared thither a-seeking it, and I found it; for I was
one of those who bore the chaplet of the seekers.  And now I know all,
and can teach all.  But tell me, damsel, whence hadst thou this lore?"

Said Ursula:  "I had it of a very fair woman who, as it seemeth, was
Lady and Queen of the Champions of Hampton under the Scaur, not far
from mine own land."

"Yea," quoth the Sage, "and what hath befallen her? ...  Nay, nay," said
he, "I need not ask; for I can see by your faces that she is dead.
Therefore hath she been slain, or otherwise she had not been dead.  So
I ask you if ye were her friends?"

Quoth Ursula; "Surely she was my friend, since she befriended me; and
this man I deem was altogether her friend."

Ralph hung his head, and the Sage gazed on him, but said naught.  Then
he took a hand of each of them in his hands, and held them a while
silently, and Ralph was still downcast and sad, but Ursula looked on
him fondly.

Then spake the Sage:  "So it is, Knight, that now I seem to understand
what manner of man thou art, and I know what is between you two;
whereof I will say naught, but will let the tree grow according to its
seed.  Moreover, I wot now that my friend of past years would have me
make you both wise in the lore of the Well at the World's End; and when
I have done this, I can do no more, but let your good hap prevail if so
it may.  Abide a little, therefore."

Then he went unto an ark, and took thence a book wrapped in a piece of
precious web of silk and gold, and bound in cuir-bouilly wrought in
strange devices.  Then said he: "This book was mine heritage at
Swevenham or ever I became wise, and it came from my father's
grandsire: and my father bade me look on it as the dearest of
possessions; but I heeded it naught till my youth had waned, and my
manhood was full of weariness and grief.  Then I turned to it, and read
in it, and became wise, and the folk sought to me, and afterwards that
befell which was foredoomed.  Now herein amongst other matters is
written of that which ye desire to know, and I will read the same to
you and expound it.  Yet were it not well to read in this book under a
roof, nay, though it be as humble and innocent as this.  Moreover, it
is not meet that ye should hearken to this wisdom of old times clad as
ye are; thou, knight, in the raiment of the manslayer, with the rod of
wrath hanging at thy side; and thou, maiden, attired in the garments of
the tyrant, which were won of him by lying and guile."

Then he went to another ark, and took from it two bundles, which he
gave, the one to Ralph, the other to Ursula, and said: "Thou, maiden,
go thou into the inner chamber here and doff thy worldly raiment, and
don that which thou wilt find wrapped in this cloth; and thou, knight,
take this other and get thee into the thicket which is behind the
house, and there do the like, and abide there till we come to thee."

So Ralph took the bundle, and came out into the thicket and unarmed
him, and did on the raiment which he found in the cloth, which was but
a long gown of white linen, much like to an alb, broidered about the
wrists and the hems and collar with apparels of gold and silk, girt
with a red silk girdle.  There he abode a little, wondering at all
these things and all that had befallen him since he had left Upmeads.

Anon the two others came to him, and Ursula was clad in the same-like
raiment and the elder had the book in his hand.  He smiled on Ralph and
nodded friendly to him.  As to Ursula, she flushed as red as a rose
when she set eyes on him, for she said to herself that he was as one of
the angels which she had seen painted in the choir of St. Mary's at
Higham.



CHAPTER 6

Those Two Are Learned Lore by the Sage of Swevenham


Now the Sage led them through the wood till they came to a grassy lawn
amidst of which was a table of stone, which it seemed to Ralph must be
like to that whereon the witch-wife had offered up the goat to her
devils as the Lady of Abundance had told him; and he changed
countenance as the thought came into his mind.  But the Sage looked on
him and shook his head and spake softly: "In these wastes and wilds are
many such-like places, where of old time the ancient folks did worship
to the Gods of the Earth as they imagined them:  and whereas the lore
in this book cometh of such folk, this is no ill place for the reading
thereof.  But if ye fear the book and its writers, who are dead long
ago, there is yet time to go back and seek the Well without my helping;
and I say not but that ye may find it even thus.  But if ye fear not,
then sit ye down on the grass, and I will lay the book on this most
ancient table, and read in it, and do ye hearken heedfully."

So they sat down side by side, and Ralph would have taken Ursula's hand
to caress it, but she drew it away from him; howbeit she found it hard
to keep her eyes from off him.  The Elder looked on them soberly, but
nowise in anger, and presently began reading in the book.  What he read
shall be seen hereafter in the process of this tale; for the more part
thereof had but to do with the way to the Well at the World's End, all
things concerning which were told out fully, both great and small.
Long was this a-reading, and when the Sage had done, he bade now one,
now the other answer him questions as to what he had read; and if they
answered amiss he read that part again, and yet again, as children are
taught in the school.  Until at last when he asked any question Ralph
or the maiden answered it rightly at once; and by this time the sun was
about to set.  So he bade them home to his house that they might eat
and sleep there.

"But to-morrow," said he, "I shall give you your last lesson from this
book, and thereafter ye shall go your ways to the Rock of the Fighting
Man, and I look not for it that ye shall come to any harm on the way;
but whereas I seem to-day to have seen the foes of Utterbol seeking
you, I will lead you forth a little."

So they went home to the house, and he made them the most cheer that he
might, and spake to them in friendly and pleasant mood, so that they
were merry.

When it was morning they went again to the ancient altar, and again
they learned lore from the Elder, till they were waxen wise in the
matters of the Well at the World's End, and long they sat and hearkened
him till it was evening again, and once more they slept in the house of
the Sage of Swevenham.



CHAPTER 7

An Adventure by the Way


When morrow dawned they arose betimes and did on their worldly raiment;
and when they had eaten a morsel they made them ready for the road, and
the elder gave them victual for the way in their saddle-bags, saying:
"This shall suffice for the passing days, and when it is gone ye have
learned what to do."

Therewithall they gat to horse; but Ralph would have the Elder ride his
nag, while he went afoot by the side of Ursula.  So the Sage took his
bidding, but smiled therewith, and said: "Thou art a King's son and a
friendly young man, else had I said nay to this; for it needeth not,
whereas I am stronger than thou, so hath my draught of the Well dealt
with me."

Thus then they went their ways; but Ralph noted of Ursula that she was
silent and shy with him, and it irked him so much, that at last he said
to her:  "My friend, doth aught ail me with thee?  Wilt thou not tell
me, so that I may amend it?  For thou are grown of few words with me
and turnest thee from me, and seemest as if thou heedest me little.
Thou art as a fair spring morning gone cold and overcast in the
afternoon.  What is it then? we are going a long journey together, and
belike shall find little help or comfort save in each other; and ill
will it be if we fall asunder in heart, though we be nigh in body."

She laughed and reddened therewithal; and then her countenance fell and
she looked piteously on him and said:  "If I seemed to thee as thou
sayest, I am sorry; for I meant not to be thus with thee as thou
deemest.  But so it is that I was thinking of this long journey, and of
thee and me together in it, and how we shall be with each other if we
come back again alive, with all things done that we had to do."

She stayed her speech awhile, and seemed to find it hard to give forth
the word that was in her; but at last she said: "Friend, thou must
pardon me; but that which thou sawest in me, I also seemed to see in
thee, that thou wert grown shy and cold with me; but now I know it is
not so, since thou hast seen me wrongly; but that I have seen thee
wrongly, as thou hast me."

Therewith she reached her hand to him, and he took it and kissed it and
caressed it while she looked fondly at him, and they fared on sweetly
and happily together.  But as this was a-saying and a-doing betwixt
them, and a while after, they had heeded the Elder little or not at
all, though he rode on the right hand of Ralph.  And for his part the
old man said naught to them and made as if he heard them not, when they
spake thuswise together.

Now they rode the wood on somewhat level ground for a while; then the
trees began to thin, and the ground grew broken; and at last it was
very rugged, with high hills and deep valleys, and all the land
populous of wild beasts, so that about sunset they heard thrice the
roar of a lion.  But ever the Sage led them by winding ways that he
knew, round the feet of the hills, along stream-sides for the most
part, and by passes over the mountain-necks when they needs must, which
was twice in the day.

Dusk fell on them in a little valley, through which ran a stream bushed
about its edges, and which for the rest was grassy and pleasant, with
big sweet-chestnut trees scattered about it.

"Now," quoth the Elder; "two things we have to beware of in this
valley, the lions first; which, though belike they will not fall upon
weaponed men, may well make an onslaught on your horses, if they wind
them; and the loss of the beasts were sore to you as now.  But the
second thing is the chase from Utterbol.  As to the lions, if ye build
up a big fire, and keep somewhat aloof from the stream and its bushes,
and tether you horses anigh the fire, ye will have no harm of them."

"Yea," said Ralph, "but if the riders of Utterbol are anigh us, shall
we light a candle for them to show them the way?"  Said the Sage: "Were
ye by yourselves, I would bid you journey night-long, and run all risk
rather than the risk of falling into their hands.  But whereas I am
your guide, I bid you kindle your fire under yonder big tree, and leave
me to deal with the men of Utterbol; only whatso I bid you, that do ye
straightway."

"So be it," said Ralph, "I have been bewrayed so oft of late, that I
must needs trust thee, or all help shall fail me.  Let us to work."  So
they fell to and built up a big bale and kindled it, and their horses
they tethered to the tree; and by then they had done this, dark night
had fallen upon them.  So they cooked their victual at the fire (for
Ralph had shot a hare by the way) and the Sage went down to the stream
and fetched them water in a lethern budget:  "For," said he, "I know
the beasts of the wood and they me, and there is peace betwixt us."
There then they sat to meat unarmed, for the Sage had said to them:
"Doff your armour; ye shall not come to handystrokes with the Utterbol
Riders."

So they ate their meat in the wilderness, and were nowise ungleeful,
for to those twain the world seemed fair, and they hoped for great
things.  But though they were glad, they were weary enough, for the way
had been both rugged and long; so they lay them down to sleep while the
night was yet young.  But or ever Ralph closed his eyes he saw the Sage
standing up with his cloak wrapped about his head, and making strange
signs with his right hand; so that he deemed that he would ward them by
wizardry.  So therewith he turned about on the grass and was asleep at
once.

After a while he started and sat up, half awake at first; for he felt
some one touch him; and his halfdreams went back to past days, and he
cried out:  "Hah Roger! is it thou?  What is toward?" But therewith he
woke up fully, and knew that it was the Sage that had touched him, and
withal he saw hard by Ursula, sitting up also.

There was still a flickering flame playing about the red embers of
their fire, for they had made it very big; and the moon had arisen and
was shining bright in a cloudless sky.

The Sage spake softly but quickly:  "Lie down together, ye two, and I
shall cast my cloak over you, and look to it that ye stir not from out
of it, nor speak one word till I bid you, whate'er may befall: for the
riders of Utterbol are upon us."

They did as he bade them, but Ralph got somewhat of an eye-shot out of
a corner of the cloak, and he could see that the Sage went and stood up
against the tree-trunk holding a horse by the bridle, one on each side
of him.  Even therewith Ralph heard the clatter of horse-hoofs over the
stones about the stream, and a man's voice cried out: "They will have
heard us; so spur over the grass to the fire and the big tree:  for
then they cannot escape us." Then came the thump of horse-hoofs on the
turf, and in half a minute they were amidst of a rout of men
a-horseback, more than a score, whose armour and weapons gleamed in the
moonlight: yet when these riders were gotten there, they were silent,
till one said in a quavering voice as if afeard: "Otter, Otter! what is
this?  A minute ago and we could see the fire, and the tree, and men
and horses about them: and now, lo you! there is naught save two great
grey stones lying on the grass, and a man's bare bones leaning up
against the tree, and a ruckle of old horse-bones on either side of
him.  Where are we then?"

Then spake another; and Ralph knew the voice for Otter's: "I wot not,
lord; naught else is changed save the fire and the horses and the men:
yonder are the hills, yonder overhead is the moon, with the little
light cloud dogging her; even that is scarce changed.  Belike the fire
was an earth-fire, and for the rest we saw wrong in the moonlight."

Spake the first man again, and his voice quavered yet more: "Nay nay,
Otter, it is not so.  Lo you the skeleton and the bones and the grey
stones!  And the fire, here this minute, there the next.  O Otter, this
is an evil place of an evil deed!  Let us go seek elsewhere; let us
depart, lest a worse thing befall us." And so with no more ado he
turned his horse and smote his spurs into him and galloped off by the
way he had come, and the others followed, nothing loth; only Otter
tarried a little, and looked around him and laughed and said: "There
goes my Lord's nephew; like my Lord he is not over bold, save in
dealing with a shackled man.  Well, for my part if those others have
sunk into the earth, or gone up into the air, they are welcome to their
wizardry, and I am glad of it.  For I know not how I should have done
to have seen my mate that out-tilted me made a gelded wretch of; and it
would have irked me to see that fair woman in the hands of the
tormentors, though forsooth I have oft seen such sights.  Well, it is
good; but better were it to ride with my mate than serve the Devil and
his Nephew."

Therewith he turned rein and galloped off after the others, and in a
little while the sound of them had died off utterly into the night, and
they heard but the voices of the wild things, and the wimbrel laughing
from the hill-sides. Then came the Sage and drew the cloak from those
two, and laughed on them and said: "Now may ye sleep soundly, when I
have mended our fire; for ye will see no more of Utterbol for this
time, and it yet lacks three hours of dawn:  sleep ye then and dream of
each other." Then they arose and thanked the Sage with whole hearts and
praised his wisdom.  But while the old man mended the fire Ralph went
up to Ursula and took her hand, and said: "Welcome to life,
fellow-farer!" and he gazed earnestly into her eyes, as though he would
have her fall into his arms: but whereas she rather shrank from him,
though she looked on him lovingly, if somewhat shyly, he but kissed her
hand, and laid him down again, when he had seen her lying in her place.
And therewith they fell asleep and slept sweetly.



CHAPTER 8

They Come to the Sea of Molten Rocks


When they woke again the sun was high above their heads, and they saw
the Sage dighting their breakfast.  So they arose and washed the night
off them in the stream and ate hastily, and got to horse on a fair
forenoon; then they rode the mountain neck east from that valley; and
it was a long <DW72> of stony and barren mountain nigh waterless.

And on the way Ursula told Ralph how the man who was scared by the
wizardry last night was verily the nephew of the Lord from whom she had
stolen her armour by wheedling and a seeming promise.  "But," said she,
"his love lay not so deep but that he would have avenged him for my
guile on my very body had he taken us." Ralph reddened and scowled at
her word, and the Sage led them into the other talk.

So long was that fell, that they were nigh benighted ere they gained
the topmost, or came to any pass.  When they had come to a place where
there was a little pool in a hollow of the rocks they made stay there,
and slept safe, but ill-lodged, and on the morrow were on their way
betimes, and went toiling up the neck another four hours, and came to a
long rocky ridge or crest that ran athwart it; and when they had come
to the brow thereof, then were they face to face with the Great
Mountains, which now looked so huge that they seemed to fill all the
world save the ground whereon they stood.  Cloudless was the day, and
the air clean and sweet, and every nook and cranny was clear to behold
from where they stood: there were great jutting nesses with
straight-walled burgs at their top-most, and pyramids and pinnacles
that no hand of man had fashioned, and awful clefts like long streets
in the city of the giants who wrought the world, and high above all the
undying snow that looked as if the sky had come down on to the
mountains and they were upholding it as a roof.

But clear as was the fashion of the mountains, they were yet a long way
off:  for betwixt them and the ridge whereon those fellows stood,
stretched a vast plain, houseless and treeless, and, as they beheld it
thence grey and ungrassed (though indeed it was not wholly so) like a
huge river or firth of the sea it seemed, and such indeed it had been
once, to wit a flood of molten rock in the old days when the earth was
a-burning.

Now as they stood and beheld it, the Sage spake: "Lo ye, my children,
the castle and its outwork, and its <DW18> that wardeth the land of the
Well at the World's End.  Now from to-morrow, when we enter into the
great sea of the rock molten in the ancient earth-fires, there is no
least peril of pursuit for you.  Yet amidst that sea should ye perish
belike, were it not for the wisdom gathered by a few; and they are dead
now save for the Book, and for me, who read it unto you.  Now ye would
not turn back were I to bid you, and I will not bid you.  Yet since the
journey shall be yet with grievous toil and much peril, and shall try
the very hearts within you, were ye as wise as Solomon and as mighty as
Alexander, I will say this much unto you; that if ye love not the earth
and the world with all your souls, and will not strive all ye may to be
frank and happy therein, your toil and peril aforesaid shall win you no
blessing but a curse.  Therefore I bid you be no tyrants or builders of
cities for merchants and usurers and warriors and thralls, like the
fool who builded Goldburg to be for a tomb to him: or like the
thrall-masters of the Burg of the Four Friths, who even now, it may be,
are pierced by their own staff or overwhelmed by their own wall.  But
rather I bid you to live in peace and patience without fear or hatred,
and to succour the oppressed and love the lovely, and to be the friends
of men, so that when ye are dead at last, men may say of you, they
brought down Heaven to the Earth for a little while.  What say ye,
children?"

Then said Ralph:  "Father, I will say the sooth about mine intent,
though ye may deem it little-minded. When I have accomplished this
quest, I would get me home again to the little land of Upmeads, to see
my father and my mother, and to guard its meadows from waste and its
houses from fire-raising: to hold war aloof and walk in free fields,
and see my children growing up about me, and lie at last beside my
fathers in the choir of St. Laurence.  The dead would I love and
remember; the living would I love and cherish; and Earth shall be the
well beloved house of my Fathers, and Heaven the highest hall thereof."

"It is well," said the Sage, "all this shalt thou do and be no
little-heart, though thou do no more.  And thou, maiden?"

She looked on Ralph and said:  "I lost, and then I found, and then I
lost again.  Maybe I shall find the lost once more.  And for the rest,
in all that this man will do, I will help, living or dead, for I know
naught better to do."

"Again it is well," said the Sage, "and the lost which was verily thine
shalt thou find again, and good days and their ending shall betide
thee.  Ye shall have no shame in your lives and no fear in your deaths.
Wherefore now lieth the road free before you."

Then was he silent a while, neither spake the others aught, but stood
gazing on the dark grey plain, and the blue wall that rose beyond it,
till at last the Sage lifted up his hand and said: "Look yonder,
children, to where I point, and ye shall see how there thrusteth out a
ness from the mountain-wall, and the end of it stands like a bastion
above the lava-sea, and on its sides and its head are streaks ruddy and
tawny, where the earth-fires have burnt not so long ago:  see ye?"

Ralph looked and said:  "Yea, father, I see it, and its rifts and its
ridges, and its crannies."

Quoth the Sage:  "Behind that ness shall ye come to the Rock of the
Fighting Man, which is the very Gate of the Mountains; and I will not
turn again nor bid you farewell till I have brought you thither.  And
now time presses; for I would have you come timely to that cavern,
whereof I have taught you, before ye fall on the first days of winter,
or ye shall be hard bestead.  So now we will eat a morsel, and then use
diligence that we may reach the beginning of the rock-sea before
nightfall."

So did they, and the Sage led them down by a slant-way from off the
ridge, which was toilsome but nowise perilous.  So about sunset they
came down into the plain, and found a belt of greensward, and waters
therein betwixt the foot of the ridge and the edge of the rock-sea. And
as for the said sea, though from afar it looked plain and unbroken, now
that they were close to, and on a level with it, they saw that it rose
up into cliffs, broken down in some places, and in others arising high
into the air, an hundred foot, it might be.  Sometimes it thrust out
into the green shore below the fell, and otherwhile drew back from it
as it had cooled ages ago.

So they came to a place where there was a high wall of rock round three
sides of a grassy place by a stream-side, and there they made their
resting-place, and the night went calmly and sweetly with them.



CHAPTER 9

They Come Forth From the Rock-Sea


On the morrow the Sage led them straight into the rock-sea whereas it
seemed to them at first that he was but bringing them into a blind
alley; but at the end of the bight the rock-wall was broken down into a
long scree of black stones.  There the Sage bade Ralph and Ursula
dismount (as for him he had been going afoot ever since that first day)
and they led the horses up the said scree, which was a hard business,
as they were no mountain beasts.  And when they were atop of the scree
it was harder yet to get them down, for on that side it was steeper;
but at last they brought it about, and came down into a little grassy
plain or isle in the rock sea, which narrowed toward the eastern end,
and the rocks on either side were smooth and glossy, as if the heat had
gone out of them suddenly, when the earth-fires had ceased in the
mountains.

Now the Sage showed them on a certain rock a sign cut, whereof they had
learned in the book aforesaid, to wit, a sword crossed by a
three-leaved bough; and they knew by the book that they should press on
through the rock-sea nowhere, either going or returning, save where
they should see this token.

Now when they came to the narrow end of the plain they found still a
wide way between the rock-walls, that whiles widened out, and whiles
drew in again.  Whiles withal were screes across the path, and little
waters that ran out of the lava and into it again, and great blocks of
fallen stone, sometimes as big as a husbandman's cot, that wind and
weather had rent from the rocks; and all these things stayed them
somewhat.  But they went on merrily, albeit their road winded so much,
that the Sage told them, when evening was, that for their diligence
they had but come a few short miles as the crow flies.

Many wild things there were, both beast and fowl, in these islands and
bridges of the rock-sea, hares and conies to wit, a many, and
heathfowl, and here and there a red fox lurking about the crannies of
the rock-wall. Ralph shot a brace of conies with his Turk bow, and
whereas there were bushes growing in the chinks, and no lack of whin
and ling, they had firing enough, and supped off this venison of the
rocks.

So passed that day and two days more, and naught befell, save that on
the midnight of the first day of their wending the rock-sea, Ralph
awoke and saw the sky all ablaze with other light than that of the
moon; so he arose and went hastily to the Sage, and took him by the
shoulder, and bid him awake; "For meseems the sky is afire, and
perchance the foe is upon us."

The Sage awoke and opened his eyes, and rose on his elbow and looked
around sleepily; then he said laughing:  "It is naught, fair lord, thou
mayst lie down and sleep out the remnant of the night, and thou also,
maiden:  this is but an earth-fire breaking out on the flank of the
mountains; it may be far away hence.  Now ye see that he may not scale
the rocks about us here without toil; but to-morrow night we may climb
up somewhere and look on what is toward."

So Ralph lay down and Ursula also, but Ralph lay long awake watching
the light above him, which grew fiercer and redder in the hours betwixt
moonset and daybreak, when he fell asleep, and woke not again till the
sun was high.

But on the next day as they went, the aspect of the rock-sea about them
changed:  for the rocks were not so smooth and shining and orderly, but
rose up in confused heaps all clotted together by the burning, like to
clinkers out of some monstrous forge of the earth-giants, so that their
way was naught so clear as it had been, but was rather a maze of jagged
stone.  But the Sage led through it all unfumbling, and moreover now
and again they came on that carven token of the sword and the bough.
Night fell, and as it grew dark they saw the glaring of the earth-fires
again; and when they were rested, and had done their meat, the Sage
said: "Come now with me, for hard by is there a place as it were a
stair that goeth to the top of a great rock, let us climb it and look
about us."

So did they, and the head of the rock was higher than the main face of
the rock-sea, so that they could see afar.  Thence they looked north
and beheld afar off a very pillar of fire rising up from a ness of the
mountain wall, and seeming as if it bore up a black roof of smoke; and
the huge wall gleamed grey, because of its light, and it cast a ray of
light across the rock-sea as the moon doth over the waters of the deep:
withal there was the noise as of thunder in the air, but afar off:
which thunder indeed they had heard oft, as they rode through the
afternoon and evening.

Spake the Sage:  "It is far away:  yet if the wind were not blowing
from us, we had smelt the smoke, and the sky had been darkened by it.
Now it is naught so far from Utterbol, and it will be for a token to
them there.  For that ness is called the Candle of the Giants, and men
deem that the kindling thereof forebodeth ill to the lord who sitteth
on the throne in the red hall of Utterbol."

Ralph laid his hand on Ursula's shoulder and said: "May the Sage's saw
be sooth!"

She put her hand upon the hand and said:  "Three months ago I lay on my
bed at Bourton Abbas, and all the while here was this huge manless
waste lying under the bare heavens and threatened by the storehouse of
the fires of the earth: and I had not seen it, nor thee either, O
friend; and now it hath become a part of me for ever."

Then was Ralph exceeding glad of her words, and the Sage laughed
inwardly when he beheld them thus.

So they came adown from the rock and lay down presently under the fiery
heavens:  and their souls were comforted by the sound of the horses
cropping the grass so close to their ears, that it broke the voice of
the earth-fires' thunder, that ever and anon rolled over the grey sea
amidst which they lay.

On the morrow they still rode the lava like to clinkers, and it rose
higher about them, till suddenly nigh sunset it ended at a turn of
their winding road, and naught lay betwixt them and that mighty ness of
the mountains, save a wide grassy plain, here and there swelling into
low wide risings not to be called hills, and besprinkled with copses of
bushes, and with trees neither great nor high.  Then spake the Sage:
"Here now will we rest, and by my will to-morrow also, that your beasts
may graze their fill of the sweet grass of these unwarded meadows.
which feedeth many a herd unowned of man, albeit they pay a quit-rent
to wild things that be mightier than they.  And now, children, we have
passed over the mighty river that once ran molten betwixt these
mountains and the hills yonder to the west, which we trod the other
day; yet once more, if your hearts fail you, there is yet time to turn
back; and no harm shall befall you, but I will be your fellow all the
way home to Swevenham if ye will.  But if ye still crave the water of
the Well at the World's End, I will lead you over this green plain, and
then go back home to mine hermitage, and abide there till ye come to
me, or I die."

Ralph smiled and said:  "Master, no such sorry story shall I bear back
to Upmeads, that after many sorrows borne, and perils overcome, I came
to the Gates of the Mountains, and turned back for fear of that which I
had not proved."

So spake he; but Ursula laughed and said:  "Yea, then should I deem thy
friendship light if thou leftest me alone and unholpen in the uttermost
wilderness; and thy manhood light to turn back from that which did not
make a woman afraid."

Then the Sage looked kindly on them and said:  "Yea, then is the last
word spoken, and the world may yet grow merrier to me.  Look you, some
there be who may abuse the gifts of the Well for evil errands, and some
who may use it for good deeds; but I am one who hath not dared to use
it lest I should abuse it, I being alone amongst weaklings and fools:
but now if ye come back, who knows but that I may fear no longer, but
use my life, and grow to be a mighty man.  Come now, let us dight our
supper, and kindle as big a fire as we lightly may; since there is many
a prowling beast about, as bear and lynx and lion; for they haunt this
edge of the rock-sea whereto the harts and the wild bulls and the goats
resort for the sweet grass, and the water that floweth forth from the
lava."

So they cut good store of firing, whereas there was a plenty of bushes
growing in the clefts of the rocks, and they made a big fire and
tethered their horses anigh it when they lay down to rest; and in the
night they heard the roaring of wild things round about them, and more
than once or twice, awakening before day, they saw the shape of some
terrible creature by the light of the moon mingled with the glare of
the earth-fires, but none of these meddled with them, and naught befell
them save the coming of the new day.



CHAPTER 10

They Come to the Gate of the Mountains


That day they herded their horses thereabout, and from time to time the
Sage tried those two if they were perfect in the lore of the road; and
he found that they had missed nothing.

They lay down in the self-same place again that night, and arose
betimes on the morrow and went their ways over the plain as the Sage
led, till it was as if the mountains and their terror hung over their
very heads, and the hugeness and blackness of them were worse than a
wall of fire had been.  It was still a long way to them, so that it was
not till noon of the third day from the rock-sea that they came to the
very feet of that fire-scorched ness, and wonderful indeed it seemed to
them that anything save the eagles could have aught to tell of what lay
beyond it.

There were no foothills or downs betwixt the plain and the mountains,
naught save a tumble of rocks that had fallen from the cliffs, piled up
strangely, and making a maze through which the Sage led them surely;
and at last they were clear even of this, and were underneath the flank
of that ness, which was so huge that there seemed that there could
scarce be any more mountain than that.  Little of its huge height could
they see, now they were close to it, for it went up sheer at first and
then beetled over them till they could see no more of its side; as they
wound about its flank, and they were long about it, the Sage cried out
to those two and stretched out his hand, and behold! the side of the
black cliff plain and smooth and shining as if it had been done by the
hand of men or giants, and on this smooth space was carven in the
living rock the image of a warrior in mail and helm of ancient fashion,
and holding a sword in his right hand.  From head to heel he seemed
some sixty feet high, and the rock was so hard, that he was all clean
and clear to see; and they deemed of him that his face was keen and
stern of aspect.

So there they stood in an awful bight of the mountain, made by that
ness, and the main wall from which it thrust out.  But after they had
gazed awhile and their hearts were in their mouths, the Sage turned on
those twain and said: "Here then is the end of my journey with you; and
ye wot all that I can tell you, and I can say no word more save to bid
you cast all fear aside and thrive.  Ye have yet for this day's journey
certain hours of such daylight as the mountain pass will give you,
which at the best is little better than twilight; therefore redeem ye
the time."

But Ralph got off his horse, and Ursula did in likewise, and they both
kissed and embraced the old man, for their hearts were full and fain.
But he drew himself away from them, and turned about with no word more,
and went his ways, and presently was hidden from their eyes by the
rocky maze which lay about the mountain's foot.  Then the twain mounted
their horses again and set forth silently on the road, as they had been
bidden.

In a little while the rocks of the pass closed about them, leaving but
a way so narrow that they could see a glimmer of the stars above them
as they rode the twilight; no sight they had of the measureless stony
desert, yet in their hearts they saw it.  They seemed to be wending a
straight-walled prison without an end, so that they were glad when the
dark night came on them.

Ralph found some shelter in the cleft of a rock above a mound where was
little grass for the horses.  He drew Ursula into it, and they sat down
there on the stones together.  So long they sat silent that a great
gloom settled upon Ralph, and he scarce knew whether he were asleep or
waking, alive or dead.  But amidst of it fell a sweet voice on his
ears, and familiar words asking him of what like were the fields of
Upmeads, and the flowers; and of the fish of its water, and of the
fashion of the building of his father's house; and of his brethren, and
the mother that bore him.  Then was it to him at first as if a sweet
dream had come across the void of his gloom, and then at last the gloom
and the dread and the deadness left him, and he knew that his friend
and fellow was talking to him, and that he sat by her knee to knee, and
the sweetness of her savoured in his nostrils as she leaned her face
toward him, and he knew himself for what he was; and yet for memory of
that past horror, and the sweetness of his friend and what not else, he
fell a-weeping. But Ursula bestirred herself and brought out food from
her wallet, and sat down beside him again, and he wiped the tears from
his eyes and laughed, and chid himself for being as a child in the
dark, and then they ate and drank together in that dusk nook of the
wilderness.  And now was he happy and his tongue was loosed, and he
fell to telling her many things of Upmeads, and of the tale of his
forefathers, and of his old loves and his friends, till life and death
seemed to him as they had seemed of time past in the merry land of his
birth.  So there anon they fell asleep for weariness, and no dreams of
terror beset their slumbers.



CHAPTER 11

They Come to the Vale of Sweet Chestnuts


When they went on their way next morning they found little change in
the pass, and they rode the dread highway daylong, and it was still the
same: so they rested a little before nightfall at a place where there
was water running out of the rocks, but naught else for their avail.
Ralph was merry and helpful and filled water from the runnel, and
wrought what he might to make the lodging meet; and as they ate and
rested he said to Ursula:  "Last night it was thou that beguiled me of
my gloom, yet thereafter till we slept it was my voice for the more
part, and not thine, that was heard in the wilderness.  Now to-night it
shall be otherwise, and I will but ask a question of thee, and hearken
to the sweetness of thy voice."

She laughed a little and very sweetly, and she said: "Forsooth, dear
friend, I spoke to thee that I might hear thy voice for the more part,
and not mine, that was heard in the desert; but when I heard thee, I
deemed that the world was yet alive for us to come back to."

He was silent awhile, for his heart was pierced with the sweetness of
her speech, and he had fain have spoken back as sweetly as a man might;
yet he could not because he feared her somewhat, lest she should turn
cold to him; therefore himseemed that he spoke roughly, as he said:
"Nevertheless, my friend, I beseech thee to tell me of thine old home,
even as last night I told thee of mine."

"Yea," she said, "with a good will."  And straightway she fell to
telling him of her ways when she was little, and of her father and
mother, and of her sister that had died, and the brother whom Ralph had
seen at Bourton Abbas: she told also of bachelors who had wooed her,
and jested concerning them, yet kindly and without malice, and talked
so sweetly and plainly, that the wilderness was become a familiar place
to Ralph, and he took her hand in the dusk and said: "But, my friend,
how was it with the man for whom thou wert weeping when I first fell in
with thee at Bourton Abbas?"

She said:  "I will tell thee plainly, as a friend may to a friend.
Three hours had not worn from thy departure ere tidings came to me
concerning him, that neither death nor wounding had befallen him; and
that his masterless horse and bloodstained saddle were but a device to
throw dust into our eyes, so that there might be no chase after him by
the men of the Abbot's bailiff, and that he might lightly do as he
would, to wit, swear himself into the riders of the Burg of the Four
Friths; for, in sooth, he was weary of me and mine.  Yet further, I
must needs tell thee that I know now, that when I wept before thee it
was partly in despite, because I had found out in my heart (though I
bade it not tell me so much) that I loved him but little."

"Yea," said Ralph, "and when didst thou come to that knowledge of thine
heart?"

"Dear friend," she said, "mayhappen I may tell thee hereafter, but as
now I will forbear."  He laughed for joy of her, and in a little that
talk fell down between them.

Despite the terror of the desert and the lonely ways, when Ralph laid
him down on his stony bed, happiness wrapped his heart about.  Albeit
all this while he durst not kiss or caress her, save very measurely,
for he deemed that she would not suffer it; nor as yet would he ask her
wherefore, though he had it in his mind that he would not always
forbear to ask her.

Many days they rode that pass of the mountains, though it was not
always so evil and dreadful as at the first beginning; for now again
the pass opened out into little valleys, wherein was foison of grass
and sweet waters withal, and a few trees.  In such places must they
needs rest them, to refresh their horses as well as themselves, and to
gather food, of venison, and wild-fruit and nuts.  But abiding in such
vales was very pleasant to them.

At last these said valleys came often and oftener, till it was so that
all was pretty much one valley, whiles broken by a mountain neck,
whiles straitened by a ness of the mountains that jutted into it, but
never quite blind:  yet was the said valley very high up, and as it
were a trench of the great mountain.  So they were glad that they had
escaped from that strait prison betwixt the rock-walls, and were well
at ease: and they failed never to find the tokens that led them on the
way, even as they had learned of the Sage, so that they were not
beguiled into any straying.

And now they had worn away thirty days since they had parted from the
Sage, and the days began to shorten and the nights to lengthen apace;
when on the forenoon of a day, after they had ridden a very rugged
mountain-neck, they came down and down into a much wider valley into
which a great reef of rocks thrust out from the high mountain, so that
the northern half of the said vale was nigh cleft atwain by it; well
grassed was the vale, and a fair river ran through it, and there were
on either side the water great groves of tall and great sweet-chestnuts
and walnut trees, whereon the nuts were now ripe.  They rejoiced as
they rode into it; for they remembered how the Sage had told them
thereof, that their travel and toil should be stayed there awhile, and
that there they should winter, because of the bread which they could
make them of the chestnuts, and the plenty of walnuts, and that withal
there was foison of venison.

So they found a ford of the river and crossed it, and went straight to
the head of the rocky ness, being shown thither by the lore of the
Sage, and they found in the face of the rock the mouth of a cavern, and
beside it the token of the sword and the branch.  Therefore they knew
that they had come to their winter house, and they rejoiced thereat,
and without more ado they got off their horses and went into the
cavern.  The entry thereof was low, so that they must needs creep into
it, but within it was a rock-hall, high, clean and sweet-smelling.

There then they dight their dwelling, doing all they might to be done
with their work before the winter was upon them.  The day after they
had come there they fell to on the in-gathering of their chestnut
harvest, and they dried them, and made them into meal; and the walnuts
they gathered also.  Withal they hunted the deer, both great and small;
amongst which Ralph, not without some peril, slew two great bears, of
which beasts, indeed, there was somewhat more than enough, as they came
into the dale to feed upon the nuts and the berry-trees. So they soon
had good store of peltries for their beds and their winter raiment,
which Ursula fell to work on deftly, for she knew all the craft of
needlework; and, shortly to tell it, they had enough and to spare of
victual and raiment.



CHAPTER 12

Winter Amidst of the Mountains


In all this they had enough to be busy with, so that time hung not
heavy on their hands, and the shadow of the Quest was nowise burdensome
to them, since they wotted that they had to abide the wearing of the
days till spring was come with fresh tidings.  Their labour was nowise
irksome to them, since Ralph was deft in all manner of sports and
crafts, such as up-country folk follow, and though he were a king's
son, he had made a doughty yeoman: and as for Ursula, she also was
country-bred, of a lineage of field-folk, and knew all the manners of
the fields.

Withal in whatsoever way it were, they loved each other dearly, and all
kind of speech flowed freely betwixt them.  Sooth to say, Ralph, taking
heed of Ursula, deemed that she were fain to love him bodily, and he
wotted well by now, that, whatever had befallen, he loved her, body and
soul.  Yet still was that fear of her naysay lurking in his heart, if
he should kiss her, or caress her, as a man with a maid.  Therefore he
forbore, though desire of her tormented him grievously at whiles.

They wore their armour but little now, save when they were about some
journey wherein was peril of wild beasts.  Ursula had dight her some
due woman's raiment betwixt her knight's surcoat and doe-skins which
they had gotten, so that it was not unseemly of fashion.  As for their
horses, they but seldom backed them, but used them to draw stuff to
their rock-house on sledges, which they made of tree-boughs; so that
the beasts grew fat, feeding on the grass of the valley and the
wild-oats withal, which grew at the upper end of the bight of the
valley, toward the northern mountains, where the ground was sandy.  No
man they saw, nor any signs of man, nor had they seen any save the
Sage, since those riders of Utterbol had vanished before them into the
night.

So wore autumn into winter, and the frost came, and the snow, with
prodigious winds from out of the mountains: yet was not the weather so
hard but that they might go forth most days, and come to no hurt if
they were wary of the drifts; and forsooth needs must they go abroad to
take venison for their livelihood.

So the winter wore also amidst sweet speech and friendliness betwixt
the two, and they lived still as dear friends, and not as lovers.

Seldom they spoke of the Quest, for it seemed to them now a matter over
great for speech.  But now they were grown so familiar each to each
that Ursula took heart to tell Ralph more of the tidings of Utterbol,
for now the shame and grief of her bondage there was but as a story
told of another, so far away seemed that time from this.  But so
grievous was her tale that Ralph grew grim thereover, and he said: "By
St. Nicholas! it were a good deed, once we are past the mountains
again, to ride to Utterbol and drag that swine and wittol from his hall
and slay him, and give his folk a good day.  But then there is thou, my
friend, and how shall I draw thee into deadly strife?"

"Nay," she said, "whereso thou ridest thither will I, and one fate
shall lie on us both.  We will think thereof and ask the Sage of it
when we return.  Who knows what shall have befallen then?  Remember the
lighting of the candle of Utterbol that we saw from the Rock-sea, and
the boding thereof." So Ralph was appeased for that time.

Oft also they spake of the little lands whence they came, and on a time
amidst of such talk Ursula said:  "But alas, friend, why do I speak of
all this, when now save for my brother, who loveth me but after a
fashion, to wit that I must in all wise do his bidding, lad as he is, I
have no longer kith nor kin there, save again as all the folk of one
stead are somewhat akin.  I think, my dear, that I have no country, nor
any house to welcome me."

Said Ralph:  "All lands, any land that thou mayst come to, shall
welcome thee, and I shall look to it that so it shall be." And in his
heart he thought of the welcome of Upmeads, and of Ursula sitting on
the dais of the hall of the High-House.

So wore the days till Candlemass, when the frost broke and the snows
began to melt, and the waters came down from the mountains, so that the
river rose over its banks and its waters covered the plain parts of the
valley, and those two could go dryshod but a little way out of their
cavern; no further than the green mound or toft which lay at the mouth
thereof: but the waters were thronged with fowl, as mallard and teal
and coots, and of these they took what they would.  Whiles also they
waded the shallows of the flood, and whiles poled a raft about it, and
so had pleasure of the waters as before they had had of the snow.  But
when at last the very spring was come, and the grass began to grow
after the showers had washed the plain of the waterborne mud, and the
snowdrop had thrust up and blossomed, and the celandine had come, and
then when the blackthorn bloomed and the Lent-lilies hid the grass
betwixt the great chestnut-boles, when the sun shone betwixt the
showers and the west wind blew, and the throstles and blackbirds ceased
not their song betwixt dawn and dusk, then began Ralph to say to
himself, that even if the Well at the World's End were not, and all
that the Sage had told them was but a tale of Swevenham, yet were all
better than well if Ursula were but to him a woman beloved rather than
a friend.  And whiles he was pensive and silent, even when she was by
him, and she noted it and forbore somewhat the sweetness of her
glances, and the caressing of her soft speech:  though oft when he
looked on her fondly, the blood would rise to her cheeks, and her bosom
would heave with the thought of his desire, which quickened hers so
sorely, that it became a pain and grief to her.



CHAPTER 13

Of Ursula and the Bear


It befell on a fair sunny morning of spring, that Ralph sat alone on
the toft by the rock-house, for Ursula had gone down the meadow to
disport her and to bathe in the river.  Ralph was fitting the blade of
a dagger to a long ashen shaft, to make him a strong spear; for with
the waxing spring the bears were often in the meadows again; and the
day before they had come across a family of the beasts in the sandy
bight under the mountains; to wit a carle, and a quean with her cubs;
the beasts had seen them but afar off, and whereas the men were two and
the sun shone back from their weapons, they had forborne them; although
they were fierce and proud in those wastes, and could not away with
creatures that were not of their kind.  So because of this Ralph had
bidden Ursula not to fare abroad without her sword, which was sharp and
strong, and she no weakling withal.  He bethought him of this just as
he had made an end of his spear-shaping, so therewith he looked aside
and saw the said sword hanging to a bough of a little quicken-tree,
which grew hard by the door.  Fear came into his heart therewith, so he
arose and strode down over the meadow hastily bearing his new spear,
and girt with his sword.  Now there was a grove of chestnuts betwixt
him and the river, but on the other side of them naught but the green
grass down to the water's edge.

Sure enough as he came under the trees he heard a shrill cry, and knew
that it could be naught save Ursula; so he ran thitherward whence came
the cry, shouting as he ran, and was scarce come out of the trees ere
he saw Ursula indeed, mother-naked, held in chase by a huge bear as big
as a bullock:  he shouted again and ran the faster; but even therewith,
whether she heard and saw him, and hoped for timely help, or whether
she felt her legs failing her, she turned on the bear, and Ralph saw
that she had a little axe in her hand wherewith she smote hardily at
the beast; but he, after the fashion of his kind, having risen to his
hind legs, fenced with his great paws like a boxer, and smote the axe
out of her hand, and she cried out bitterly and swerved from him and
fell a running again; but the bear tarried not, and would have caught
her in a few turns; but even therewith was Ralph come up, who thrust
the beast into the side with his long-headed spear, and not waiting to
pull it out again, drew sword in a twinkling, and smote a fore-paw off
him and then drave the sword in over the shoulder so happily that it
reached his heart, and he fell over dead with a mighty thump.

Then Ralph looked around for Ursula; but she had already run back to
the river-side and was casting her raiment on her; so he awaited her
beside the slain bear, but with drawn sword, lest the other bear should
come upon them; for this was the he-bear. Howbeit he saw naught save
presently Ursula all clad and coming towards him speedily; so he turned
toward her, and when they met he cast himself upon her without a word,
and kissed her greedily; and she forbore not at all, but kissed and
caressed him as if she could never be satisfied.

So at last they drew apart a little, and walked quietly toward the
rock-house hand in hand.  And on the way she told him that even as she
came up on to the bank from the water she saw the bear coming down on
her as fast as he could drive, and so she but caught up her axe, and
ran for it:  "Yet I had little hope, dear friend," she said, "but that
thou shouldst be left alone in the wilderness." And therewith she
turned on him and cast her arms about him again, all weeping for joy of
their two lives.

Thus slowly they came before the door of their rock-house and Ralph
said: "Let us sit down here on the grass, and if thou art not over
wearied with the flight and the battle, I will ask thee a question."
She laid herself down on the grass with a sigh, yet it was as of one
who sighs for pleasure and rest, and said, as he sat down beside her:
"I am fain to rest my limbs and my body, but my heart is at rest; so
ask on, dear friend."

The song of birds was all around them, and the scent of many blossoms
went past on the wings of the west wind, and Ralph was silent a little
as he looked at the loveliness of his friend; then he said:  "This is
the question; of what kind are thy kisses this morning, are they the
kisses of a friend or a lover?  Wilt thou not called me beloved and not
friend?  Shall not we two lie on the bridal bed this same night?"

She looked on him steadily, smiling, but for love and sweetness, not
for shame and folly; then she said:  "O, dear friend and dearest lover,
three questions are these and not one; but I will answer all three as
my heart biddeth me.  And first, I will tell thee that my kisses are as
thine; and if thine are aught but the kisses of love, then am I
befooled.  And next, I say that if thou wilt be my friend indeed, I
will not spare to call thee beloved, or to be all thy friend.  But as
to thy third question; tell me, is there not time enough for that?"

She faltered as she spake, but he said:  "Look, beloved, and see how
fair the earth is to-day! What place and what season can be goodlier
than this?  And were it not well that we who love each other should
have our full joy out of this sweet season, which as now is somewhat
marred by our desire?"

"Ah, beloved!" she said, looking shyly at him, "is it so marred by that
which marreth not us?"

"Hearken!" he said; "how much longer shall this fairness and peace, and
our leisure and safety endure?  Here and now the earth rejoiceth about
us, and there is none to say us nay; but to-morrow it may all be
otherwise.  Bethink thee, dear, if but an hour ago the monster had
slain thee, and rent thee ere we had lain in each other's arms!"

"Alas!" she said, "and had I lain in thine arms an hundred times, or an
hundred times an hundred, should not the world be barren to me, wert
thou gone from it, and that could never more be?  But thou friend, thou
well-beloved, fain were I to do thy will that thou mightest be the
happier...and I withal.  And if thou command it, be it so!  Yet now
should I tell thee all my thought, and it is on my mind, that for a
many hundreds of years, yea, while our people were yet heathen, when a
man should wed a maid all the folk knew of it, and were witnesses of
the day and the hour thereof:  now thou knowest that the time draws
nigh when we may look for those messengers of the Innocent Folk, who
come every spring to this cave to see if there be any whom they may
speed on the way to the Well at the World's End.  Therefore if thou
wilt (and not otherwise) I would abide their coming if it be not over
long delayed; so that there may be others to witness our wedding
besides God, and those his creatures who dwell in the wilderness.  Yet
shall all be as thou wilt."

"How shall I not do after thy bidding?" said Ralph.  "I will abide
their coming:  yet would that they were here to-day! And one thing I
will pray of thee, that because of them thou wilt not forbear, or cause
me to forbear, such kissing and caressing as is meet betwixt
troth-plight lovers."

She laughed and said:  "Nay, why should I torment thee...or me?  We
will not tarry for this."  And therewith she took her arm about his
neck and kissed him oft.

Then they said naught awhile, but sat listening happily to the song of
the pairing birds.  At last Ralph said: "What was it, beloved, that
thou wert perchance to tell me concerning the thing that caused thine
heart to see that thy betrothed, for whom thou wepst or seemedst to
weep at the ale-house at Bourton Abbas, was of no avail to thee?"

She said:  "It was the sight of thee; and I thought also how I might
never be thine.  For that I have sorrowed many a time since."

Said Ralph:  "I am young and unmighty, yet lo!  I heal thy sorrow as if
I were an exceeding mighty man.  And now I tell thee that I am minded
to go back with thee to Upmeads straightway; for love will prevail."

"Nay," she said, "that word is but from the teeth outwards; for thou
knowest, as I do, that the perils of the homeward road shall overcome
us, despite of love, if we have not drunk of the Well at the World's
End."

Again they were silent awhile, but anon she arose to her feet and said:
"Now must I needs dight victual for us twain; but first" (and she
smiled on him withal), "how is it that thou hast not asked me if the
beast did me any hurt?  Art thou grown careless of me, now the wedding
is so nigh?"

He said:  "Nay, but could I not see thee that thou wert not hurt?
There was no mark of blood upon thee, nor any stain at all." Then she
reddened, and said:  "Ah, I forgot how keen-eyes thou art." And she
stood silent a little while, as he looked on her and loved her
sweetness.  Then he said:  "I am exceeding full of joy, but my body is
uneasy; so I will now go and skin that troll who went so nigh to slay
thee, and break up the carcase, if thou wilt promise to abide about the
door of the house, and have thy sword and the spear ready to hand, and
to don thine helm and hauberk to boot."

She laughed and said:  "That were but strange attire for a cook-maid,
Ralph, my friend; yet shall I do thy will, my lord and my love."

Then went Ralph into the cave, and brought forth the armour and did it
on her, and kissed her, and so went his ways to the carcase of the
bear, which lay some two furlongs from their dwelling; and when he came
to the quarry he fell to work, and was some time about it, so huge as
the beast was.  Then he hung the skin and the carcase on a tree of the
grove, and went down to the river and washed him, and then went lightly
homewards.



CHAPTER 14

Now Come the Messengers of the Innocent Folk


But when he had come forth from the chestnut-grove, and could see the
face of their house-rock clearly, he beheld new tidings; for there were
folk before the door of the dwelling, and Ursula was standing amidst of
them, for he could see the gleam of her armour; and with the men he
could see also certain beasts of burden, and anon that these were oxen.
So he hastened on to find what this might mean, and drew his sword as
he went.  But when he came up to the rock, he found there two young men
and an elder, and they had with them five oxen, three for riding, and
two sumpter beasts, laden:  and Ursula and these men were talking
together friendly; so that Ralph deemed that the new-comers must be the
messengers of the Innocent Folk.  They were goodly men all three,
somewhat brown of skin, but well fashioned, and of smiling cheerful
countenance, well knit, and tall.  The elder had a long white beard,
but his eye was bright, and his hand firm and smooth.  They were all
clad in white woollen raiment, and bore no armour, but each had an axe
with a green stone blade, curiously tied to the heft, and each of the
young men carried a strong bow and a quiver of arrows.

Ralph greeted the men, and bade them sit down on the toft and eat a
morsel; they took his greeting kindly, and sat down, while Ursula went
into the cave to fetch them matters for their victual, and there was
already venison roasting at the fire on the toft, in the place where
they were wont to cook their meat.  So then came Ursula forth from the
cave, and served the new-comers and Ralph of such things as she had,
and they ate and drank together; and none said aught of their errand
till they had done their meat, but they talked together pleasantly
about the spring, and the blossoms of the plain and the mountain, and
the wild things that dwelt thereabout.

But when the meal was over, the new-comers rose to their feet, and
bowed before Ralph and Ursula, and the elder took up the word and said:
"Ye fair people, have ye any errand in the wilderness, or are ye
chance-comers who have strayed thus far, and know not how to return?"

"Father," said Ralph, "we have come a long way on an errand of life or
death; for we seek the WELL at the WORLD'S END.  And see ye the token
thereof, the pair of beads which we bear, either of us, and the fashion
whereof ye know."

Then the elder bowed to them again, and said:  "It is well; then is
this our errand with you, to be your way-leaders as far as the House of
the Sorceress, where ye shall have other help.  Will ye set out on the
journey to-day? In one hour shall we be ready."

"Nay," said Ralph, "we will not depart till tomorrow morn, if it may be
so.  Therewith I bid you sit down and rest you, while ye hearken a word
which I have to say to you."

So they sat down again, and Ralph arose and took Ursula by the hand,
and stood with her before the elder, and said: "This maiden, who is my
fellow-farer in the Quest, I desire to wed this same night, and she
also desireth me: therefore I would have you as witnesses hereto.  But
first ye shall tell us if our wedding and the knowing each other
carnally shall be to our hurt in the Quest; for if that be so, then
shall we bridle our desires and perform our Quest in their despite."

The old man smiled upon them kindly, and said:  "Nay, son, we hear not
that it shall be the worse for you in any wise that ye shall become one
flesh; and right joyful it is to us, not only that we have found folk
who seek to the Well at the World's End, but also that there is such
love as I perceive there is betwixt such goodly and holy folk as ye be.
For hither we come year by year according to the behest that we made to
the fairest woman of the world, when she came back to us from the Well
at the World's End, and it is many and many a year ago since we found
any seekers after the Well dwelling here.  Therefore have we the more
joy in you.  And we have brought hither matters good for you, as
raiment, and meal, and wine, on our sumpter-beasts; therefore as ye
have feasted us this morning, so shall we feast you this even.  And if
ye will, we shall build for you in the grove yonder such a bower as we
build for our own folk on the night of the wedding."

Ralph yeasaid this, and thanked them.  So then the elder cried: "Up, my
sons, and show your deftness to these dear friends!" Then the young men
arose, naught loth, and when they had hoppled their oxen and taken the
burdens from off them, they all went down the meadow together into the
chestnut grove, and they fell to and cut willow boughs, and such-like
wood, and drave stakes and wove the twigs together; and Ralph and
Ursula worked with them as they bade, and they were all very merry
together: because for those two wanderers it was a great delight to see
the faces of the children of men once more after so many months, and to
hold converse with them; while for their part the young men marvelled
at Ursula's beauty, and the pith and goodliness of Ralph.

By then it was nigh evening they had made a very goodly wattled bower,
and roofed it with the skins that were in the cave, and hung it about
with garlands, and strewn flowers on the floor thereof.  And when all
was done they went back to the toft before the rock-chamber, where the
elder had opened the loads, and had taken meal thence, and was making
cakes at the fire.  And there was wine there in well-hooped kegs, and
wooden cups fairly carven, and raiment of fine white wool for those
twain, broidered in strange but beauteous fashion with the feathers of
bright-hued birds.

So then were those twain arrayed for the bridal; and the meat was dight
and the cups filled, and they sat down on the grassy toft a little
before sunset, and feasted till the night was come, and was grown all
light with the moon; and then Ralph rose up, and took Ursula's hand,
and they stood before the elder, and bade him and the young men bear
witness that they were wedded: then those twain kissed the newcomers
and departed to their bridal bower hand in hand through the freshness
of the night.



CHAPTER 15

They Come to the Land of the Innocent Folk


When it was morning they speedily gat them ready for the road, whereas
they had little to take with them; so they departed joyously, howbeit
both Ralph and Ursula felt rather love than loathing for their winter
abode.  The day was yet young when they went their ways.  Their horses
and all their gear were a great wonder to the young men, for they had
seen no such beasts before:  but the elder said that once in his young
days he had led a man to the Well who was riding a horse and was clad
in knightly array.

So they went by ways which were nowise dreadful, though they were void
of men-folk, and in three days' time they were come out of the
mountains, and in three more the said mountains were to behold but a
cloud behind them, and the land was grown goodly, with fair valleys and
little hills, though still they saw no men, and forsooth they went
leisurely, for oxen are but slow-going nags.  But when they were gone
eight days from the Valley of Sweet-chestnuts, they came across a flock
of uncouth-looking sheep on a green hill-side, and four folk
shepherding them, two carles to wit, and two queans, like to their
way-leaders, but scarce so goodly, and ruder of raiment.  These men
greeted them kindly, and yet with more worship than fellowship, and
they marvelled exceedingly at their horses and weapons.  Thence they
passed on, and the next day came into a wide valley, well-grassed and
watered, and wooded here and there; moreover there were cots scattered
about it.  There and thenceforth they met men a many, both carles and
queans, and sheep and neat in plenty, and they passed by garths wherein
the young corn was waxing, and vineyards on the hillsides, where the
vines were beginning to grow green.  The land seemed as goodly as might
be, and all the folk they met were kind, if somewhat over reverent.

On the evening of that day they came into the town of that folk, which
was but simple, wholly unfenced for war, and the houses but low, and
not great.  Yet was there naught of filth or famine, nor any poverty or
misery; and the people were merry-faced and well-liking, and clad
goodly after their fashion in white woollen cloth or frieze.  All the
people of the town were come forth to meet them, for runners had gone
before them, and they stood on either side of the way murmuring
greetings, and with their heads bent low in reverence.

Thus rode Ralph and Ursula up to the door of the Temple, or Mote-house,
or Guest-house, for it was all these, a house great, and as fair as
they knew how to make it.  Before the door thereof were standing the
elders of the Folk; and when they drew rein, the eldest and most
reverend of these came forth and spake in a cheerful voice, yet
solemnly: "Welcome and thrice welcome to the Seekers after length of
days and happy times, and the loving-kindness of the Folks of the
Earth!"

Then all the elders gathered about them, and bade them light down and
be at rest amongst them, and they made much of them and brought them
into the Mote-house, where-in were both women and men fair and stately,
and the men took Ralph by the hand and the women Ursula, and brought
them into chambers where they bathed them and did off their wayfaring
raiment, and clad them in white woollen gowns of web exceeding fine,
and fragrant withal.  Then they crowned them with flowers, and led them
back into the hall, whereas now was much folk gathered, and they set
them down on a dais as though they had been kings, or rather gods; and
when they beheld them there so fair and lovely, they cried out for joy
of them, and bade them hail oft and oft.

There then were they feasted by that kind folk, and when meat was done
certain youths and maidens fell to singing songs very sweetly; and the
words of the songs were simple and harmless, and concerning the
fairness of the earth and the happy loves of the creatures that dwell
therein.

Thereafter as the night aged, they were shown to a sleeping chamber,
which albeit not richly decked, or plenished with precious things, was
most dainty clean, and sweet smelling, and strewn with flowers, so that
the night was sweet to them in a chamber of love.



CHAPTER 16

They Come to the House of the Sorceress


On the morrow the kind people delayed them little, though they sorrowed
for their departure, and before noon were their old way-leaders ready
for them; and the old man and his two grandsons (for such they were)
were much honoured of the simple people for their way-leading of the
Heavenly Folk; for so they called Ralph and Ursula.  So they gat them
to the way in suchlike guise as before, only they had with them five
sumpter oxen instead of two; for the old man told them that not only
was their way longer, but also they must needs pass through a terrible
waste, wherein was naught for their avail, neither man, nor beast, nor
herb.  Even so they found it as he said; for after the first day's ride
from the town they came to the edge of this same waste, and on the
fourth day were deep in the heart of it: a desert it was, rather rocky
and stony and sandy than mountainous, though they had hills to cross
also: withal there was but little water there, and that foul and
stinking.  Long lasted this waste, and Ralph thought indeed that it had
been hard to cross, had not their way-leaders been; therefore he made
marks and signs by the wayside, and took note of the bearings of rocks
and mounds against the day of return.

Twelve days they rode this waste, and on the thirteenth it began to
mend somewhat, and there was a little grass, and sweet waters, and they
saw ahead the swelling hills of a great woodland, albeit they had to
struggle through marshland and low scrubby thicket for a day longer, or
ever they got to the aforesaid trees, which at first were naught but
pines; but these failed in a while, and they rode a grass waste nearly
treeless, but somewhat well watered, where they gat them good store of
venison.  Thereafter they came on woods of oak and sweet-chestnut, with
here and there a beech-wood.

Long and long they rode the woodland, but it was hard on May when they
entered it, and it was pleasant therein, and what with one thing, what
with another, they had abundant livelihood there.  Yet was June at its
full when at last they came within sight of the House of the Sorceress,
on the hottest of a fair afternoon.  And it was even as Ralph had seen
it pictured in the arras of the hall of the Castle of Abundance; a
little house built after the fashion of houses in his own land of the
west; the thatch was trim, and the windows and doors were unbroken, and
the garth was whole, and the goats feeding therein, and the wheat was
tall and blossoming in the little closes, where as he had looked to see
all broken down and wild, and as to the house, a mere grass-grown heap,
or at the most a broken gable fast crumbling away.

Then waxed his heart sore with the memory of that passed time, and the
sweetness of his short-lived love, though he refrained him all he
might:  yet forsooth Ursula looked on him anxiously, so much his face
was changed by the thoughts of his heart.

But the elder of the way-leaders saw that he was moved, and deemed that
he was wondering at that house so trim and orderly amidst the wildwood,
so he said:  "Here also do we after our behest to that marvellous and
lovely Lady, that we suffer not this house to go to ruin: ever are some
of our folk here, and every year about this season we send two or more
to take the places of those who have dwelt in the House year-long: so
ever is there someone to keep all things trim.  But as to strangers, I
have never in my life seen any Seeker of the Well herein, save once,
and that was an old hoar man like to me, save that he was feebler in
all wise than I be."

Now Ralph heard him talking, yet noted his words but little; for it was
with him as if all the grief of heart which he had penned back for so
long a while swelled up within him and burst its bounds; and he turned
toward Ursula and their eyes met, and she looked shy and anxious on him
and he might no longer refrain himself, but put his hands to his face
(for they had now drawn rein at the garth-gate) and brake out a
weeping, and wept long for the friend whose feet had worn that path so
often, and whose heart, though she were dead, had brought them thither
for their thriving; and for love and sorrow of him Ursula wept also.

But the old man and his grandsons turned their heads away from his
weeping, and got off their horses, and went up to the house-door,
whereby were now standing a carle and a quean of their people.  But
Ralph slowly gat off his horse and stood by Ursula who was on the
ground already, but would not touch her, for he was ashamed.  But she
looked on him kindly and said:  "Dear friend, there is no need for
shame; for though I be young, I know how grievous it is when the dead
that we have loved come across our ways, and we may not speak to them,
nor they to us.  So I will but bid thee be comforted and abide in thy
love for the living and the dead." His tears brake out again at that
word, for he was but young, and for a while there was a lull in the
strife that had beset his days.  But after a little he looked up, and
dashed the tears from his eyes and smiled on Ursula and said:  "The
tale she told me of this place, the sweetness of it came back upon me,
and I might not forbear." She said:  "O friend, thou art kind, and I
love thee."

So then they joined hands and went through the garth together, and up
to the door, where stood the wardens, who, when they saw them turning
thither, came speedily down the path to them, and would have knelt in
worship to them; but they would not suffer it, but embraced and kissed
them, and thanked them many times for their welcome.  The said wardens,
both carle and quean, were goodly folk of middle age, stalwart, and
kind of face.

So then they went into the house together, and entered into the
self-same chamber, where of old the Lady of Abundance had sickened for
fear of the Sorceress sitting naked at her spell-work.

Great joy they made together, and the wardens set meat and drink before
the guests, and they ate and drank and were of good cheer.  But the
elder who had brought them from Chestnut-dale said: "Dear friends, I
have told you that these two young men are my grand-children, and they
are the sons of this man and woman whom ye see; for the man is my son.
And so it is, that amongst us the care of the Quest of the Well at the
World's End hath for long been the heritage of our blood, going with us
from father to son.  Therefore is it naught wonderful, though I have
been sundry times at this house, and have learned about the place all
that may be learned.  For my father brought me hither when I was yet a
boy; that time it was that I saw the last man of whom we know for sure
that he drank of the Water of the Well, and he was that old hoar man
like unto me, but, as I said, far weaker in all wise; but when he came
back to us from the Well he was strong and stalwart, and a better man
than I am now; and I heard him tell his name to my father, that he was
called the Sage of Swevenham."

Ralph looked on Ursula and said:  "Yea, father, and it was through him
that we had our lore concerning the way hither; and it was he that bade
us abide your coming in the rock-house of the Vale of Sweet-chestnuts."

"Then he is alive still," said the elder.  Said Ralph: "Yea, and as
fair and strong an old man as ye may lightly see." "Yea, yea," said the
elder, "and yet fifty years ago his course seemed run."

Then said Ralph:  "Tell me, father, have none of your own folk sought
to the Well at the World's End?"  "Nay, none," said the elder.  Said
Ralph:  "That is strange, whereas ye are so nigh thereto, and have such
abundant lore concerning the way."

"Son," said the elder, "true it is that the water of that Well shall
cause a man to thrive in all ways, and to live through many generations
of men, maybe, in honour and good-liking; but it may not keep any man
alive for ever; for so have the Gods given us the gift of death lest we
weary of life.  Now our folk live well and hale, and without the
sickness and pestilence, such as I have heard oft befall folk in other
lands: even as I heard the Sage of Swevenham say, and I wondered at his
words.  Of strife and of war also we know naught: nor do we desire
aught which we may not easily attain to.  Therefore we live long, and
we fear the Gods if we should strive to live longer, lest they should
bring upon us war and sickness, and over-weening desire, and weariness
of life.  Moreover it is little that all of us should seek to the Well
at the World's End; and those few that sought and drank should be
stronger and wiser than the others, and should make themselves earthly
gods, and, maybe, should torment the others of us and make their lives
a very burden to be borne.  Of such matters are there tales current
amongst us that so it hath been of yore and in other lands; and ill it
were if such times came back upon us."

Ralph hung his head and was silent; for the joy of the Quest seemed
dying out as the old man's words dropped slowly from his mouth.  But he
smiled upon Ralph and went on:  "But for you, guests, it is otherwise,
for ye of the World beyond the Mountains are stronger and more godlike
than we, as all tales tell; and ye wear away your lives desiring that
which ye may scarce get; and ye set your hearts on high things,
desiring to be masters of the very Gods.  Therefore ye know sickness
and sorrow, and oft ye die before your time, so that ye must depart and
leave undone things which ye deem ye were born to do; which to all men
is grievous.  And because of all this ye desire healing and thriving,
whether good come of it, or ill.  Therefore ye do but right to seek to
the Well at the World's End, that ye may the better accomplish that
which behoveth you, and that ye may serve your fellows and deliver them
from the thralldom of those that be strong and unwise and unkind, of
whom we have heard strange tales."

Ralph reddened as he spake, and Ursula looked on him anxiously, but
that talk dropped for the present, and they fell to talking of lighter
and more familiar matters.

Thereafter they wandered about the woods with the wardens and the
way-leaders, and the elder brought them to the ancient altar in the
wood whereon the Sorceress had offered up the goat; and the howe of the
woman dight with the necklace of the Quest whom the Lady found dead in
the snow; and the place nigh the house where the Sorceress used to
torment her thrall that was afterwards the Lady of Abundance; yea, and
they went further afield till they came to the Vale of Lore, and the
Heath above it where they met, the King's Son and the Lady.  All these
and other places were now become as hallowed ground to the Innocent
People, and to Ralph no less.  In the house, moreover, was a fair ark
wherein they kept matters which had belonged to the Lady, as her shoes
and her smock, wrapped in goodly cloth amidst well-smelling herbs; and
these things they worshipped as folk do with relics of the saints.  In
another ark also they showed the seekers a book wherein was written
lore concerning the Well, and the way thereto.  But of this book had
the Sage forewarned Ralph and his mate, and had bidden them look to it
that they should read in it, and no otherwhere than at that ancient
altar in the wood, they two alone, and clad in such-like gear as they
wore when they hearkened to his reading by his hermitage.  And so it
was that they found the due raiment in the ark along with the book.
Therefore day after day betimes in the morning they bore the said book
to the altar and read therein, till they had learned much wisdom.

Thus they did for eight days, and on the ninth they rested and were
merry with their hosts:  but on the tenth day they mounted their horses
and said farewell, and departed by the ways they had learned of, they
two alone.  And they had with them bread and meal, as much as they
might bear, and water-skins moreover, that they might fill them at the
last sweet water before they came to the waterless desert.



CHAPTER 17

They Come Through the Woodland to the Thirsty Desert


So they ride their ways, and when they were come well into the wildwood
past the house, and had spoken but few words to each other, Ralph put
forth his hand, and stayed Ursula, and they gat off their horses under
a great-limbed oak, and did off their armour, and sat down on the
greensward there, and loved each other dearly, and wept for joy of
their pain and travail and love.  And afterwards, as they sat side by
side leaning up against the great oak-bole, Ralph spake and said: "Now
are we two once again all alone in the uttermost parts of the earth,
and belike we are not very far from the Well at the World's End; and
now I have bethought me that if we gain that which we seek for, and
bear back our lives to our own people, the day may come when we are
grown old, for as young as we may seem, that we shall be as lonely then
as we are this hour, and that the folk round about us shall be to us as
much and no more than these trees and the wild things that dwell
amongst them."

She looked on him and laughed as one over-happy, and said: "Thou
runnest forward swiftly to meet trouble, beloved!  But I say that well
will it be in those days if I love the folk then as well as now I love
these trees and the wild things whose house they are."

And she rose up therewith and threw her arms about the oak-bole and
kissed its ruggedness, while Ralph as he lay kissed the sleekness of
her feet.  And there came a robin hopping over the leaves anigh them,
for in that wood most of the creatures, knowing not man, were tame to
him, and feared the horses of those twain more than their riders.  And
now as Ursula knelt to embrace Ralph with one hand, she held out the
other to the said robin who perched on her wrist, and sat there as a
hooded falcon had done, and fell to whistling his sweet notes, as if he
were a-talking to those new-comers: then Ursula gave him a song-reward
of their broken meat, and he flew up and perched on her shoulder, and
nestled up against her cheek, and she laughed happily and said: "Lo
you, sweet, have not the wild things understood my words, and sent this
fair messenger to foretell us all good?"

"It is good," said Ralph laughing, "yet the oak-tree hath not spoken
yet, despite of all thy kissing:  and lo there goes thy friend the
robin, now thou hast no more meat to give him."

"He is flying towards the Well at the World's End," she said, "and
biddeth us onward:  let us to horse and hasten: for if thou wilt have
the whole truth concerning my heart, it is this, that some chance-hap
may yet take thee from me ere thou hast drunk of the waters of the
Well."

"Yea," said Ralph, "and in the innermost of my heart lieth the fear
that mayhappen there is no Well, and no healing in it if we find it,
and that death, and the backward way may yet sunder us.  This is the
worst of my heart, and evil is my coward fear."

But she cast her arms about him and kissed and caressed him, and cried
out: "Yea, then fair have been the days of our journeying, and fair
this hour of the green oak!  And bold and true thine heart that hath
led thee thus far, and won thee thy desire of my love."

So then they armed them, and mounted their horses and set forward.
They lived well while they were in the wood, but on the third day they
came to where it thinned and at last died out into a stony waste like
unto that which they had passed through before they came to the House
of the Sorceress, save that this lay in ridges as the waves of a great
sea; and these same ridges they were bidden to cross over at their
highest, lest they should be bewildered in a maze of little hills and
dales leading no whither.

So they entered on this desert, having filled their water-skins at a
clear brook, whereat they rejoiced when they found that the face of the
wilderness was covered with a salt scurf, and that naught grew there
save a sprinkling of small sage bushes.

Now on the second day of their riding this ugly waste, as they came up
over the brow of one of these stony ridges, Ralph the far-sighted cried
out suddenly:  "Hold! for I see a man weaponed."

"Where is he?" quoth Ursula, "and what is he about?" Said Ralph:  "He
is up yonder on the swell of the next ridge, and by seeming is asleep
leaning against a rock."

Then he bent the Turk bow and set an arrow on the string and they went
on warily.  When they were down at the foot of the ridge Ralph hailed
the man with a lusty cry, but gat no answer of him; so they went on up
the bent, till Ralph said:  "Now I can see his face under his helm, and
it is dark and the eyes are hollow: I will off horse and go up to him
afoot, but do thou, beloved, sit still in thy saddle."

But when he had come nigher, he turned and cried out to her: "The man
is dead, come anigh."  So she went up to him and dismounted, and they
both together stood over the man, who was lying up against a big stone
like one at rest.  How long he had lain there none knows but God; for
in the saltness of the dry desert the flesh had dried on his bones
without corrupting, and was as hardened leather.  He was in full armour
of a strange and ancient fashion, and his sword was girt to his side,
neither was there any sign of a wound about him.  Under a crag anigh
him they found his horse, dead and dry like to himself; and a little
way over the brow of the ridge another horse in like case; and close by
him a woman whose raiment had not utterly perished, nor her hair; there
were gold rings on her arms, and her shoes were done with gold: she had
a knife stuck in her breast, with her hand still clutching the handle
thereof; so that it seemed that she had herself given herself death.

Ralph and Ursula buried these two with the heaping of stones and went
their ways; but some two miles thence they came upon another dead
man-at-arms, and near him an old man unweaponed, and they heaped stones
on them.

Thereabout night overtook them, and it was dark, so they lay down in
the waste, and comforted each other, and slept two or three hours, but
arose with the first glimmer of dawn, and mounted and rode forth
onward, that they might the sooner be out of that deadly desert, for
fear clung to their hearts.

This day, forsooth, they found so many dead folk, that they might not
stay to bury them, lest they themselves should come to lie there
lacking burial.  So they made all the way they might, and rode on some
hours by starlight after the night was come, for it was clear and cold.
So that at last they were so utterly wearied that they lay down amongst
those dead folk, and slept soundly.

On the morrow morn Ralph awoke and saw Ursula sleeping peacefully as he
deemed, and he looked about on the dreary desert and its dead men and
saw no end to it, though they lay on the top of one of those stony
bents; and he said softly to himself:  "Will it end at all then?
Surely all this people of the days gone by were Seekers of the Well as
we be; and have they belike turned back from somewhere further on, and
might not escape the desert despite of all?  Shall we turn now: shall
we turn? surely we might get into the kindly wood from here."

So he spake; but Ursula sat up (for she was not asleep) and said: "The
perils of the waste being abundant and exceeding hard to face, would
not the Sage or his books have told us of the most deadly?" Said Ralph:
"Yet here are all these dead, and we were not told of them,
nevertheless we have seen the token on the rocks oft-times yesterday,
so we are yet in the road, unless all this hath been but a snare and a
betrayal."

She shook her head, and was silent a little; then she said: "Ralph, my
lad, didst thou see this token (and she set hand to the beads about her
neck) on any of those dead folk yesterday?" "Nay," said Ralph, "though
sooth to say I looked for it." "And I in likewise," she said; "for
indeed I had misgivings as the day grew old; but now I say, let us on
in the faith of that token and the kindness of the Sage, and the love
of the Innocent People; yea, and thy luck, O lad of the green fields
far away, that hath brought thee unscathed so far from Upmeads."

So they mounted and rode forth, and saw more and more of the dead folk;
and ever and anon they looked to them to note if they wore the beads
like to them but saw none so dight.  Then Ursula said: "Yea, why should
the Sage and the books have told us aught of these dead bodies, that
are but as the plenishing of the waste; like to the flowers that are
cast down before the bier of a saint on a holy-day to be trodden under
foot by the churls and the vicars of the close.  Forsooth had they been
alive now, with swords to smite withal, and hands to drag us into
captivity, it had been another matter: but against these I feel bold."

Ralph sighed, and said:  "Yea, but even if we die not in the waste, yet
this is piteous; so many lives passed away, so many hopes slain."

"Yea," she said; "but do not folk die there in the world behind us?  I
have seen sights far worser than this at Utterbol, little while as I
was there.  Moreover I can note that this army of dead men has not come
all in one day or one year, but in a long, long while, by one and two
and three; for hast thou not noted that their raiment and wargear both,
is of many fashions, and some much more perished than other, long as
things last in this Dry Waste?  I say that men die as in the world
beyond, but here we see them as they lie dead, and have lain for so
long."

He said:  "I fear neither the Waste nor the dead men if thou fearest
not, beloved:  but I lament for these poor souls."

"And I also," said she; "therefore let us on, that we may come to those
whose grief we may heal."



CHAPTER 18

They Come to the Dry Tree


Presently as they rode they had before them one of the greatest of
those land-waves, and they climbed it slowly, going afoot and leading
their horses; but when they were but a little way from the brow they
saw, over a gap thereof, something, as it were huge horns rising up
into the air beyond the crest of the ridge.  So they marvelled, and
drew their swords, and held them still awhile, misdoubting if this were
perchance some terrible monster of the waste; but whereas the thing
moved not at all, they plucked up heart and fared on.

So came they to the brow and looked over it into a valley, about which
on all sides went the ridge, save where it was broken down into a
narrow pass on the further side, so that the said valley was like to
one of those theatres of the ancient Roman Folk, whereof are some to be
seen in certain lands.  Neither did those desert benches lack their
sitters; for all down the sides of the valley sat or lay children of
men; some women, but most men-folk, of whom the more part were
weaponed, and some with their drawn swords in their hands.  Whatever
semblance of moving was in them was when the eddying wind of the valley
stirred the rags of their raiment, or the long hair of the women.  But
a very midmost of this dreary theatre rose up a huge and monstrous
tree, whose topmost branches were even the horns which they had seen
from below the hill's brow.  Leafless was that tree and lacking of
twigs, and its bole upheld but some fifty of great limbs, and as they
looked on it, they doubted whether it were not made by men's hands
rather than grown up out of the earth.  All round about the roots of it
was a pool of clear water, that cast back the image of the valley-side
and the bright sky of the desert, as though it had been a mirror of
burnished steel.  The limbs of that tree were all behung with blazoned
shields and knight's helms, and swords, and spears, and axes, and
hawberks; and it rose up into the air some hundred feet above the flat
of the valley.

For a while they looked down silently on to this marvel then from both
their lips at once came the cry THE DRY TREE.  Then Ralph thrust his
sword back into his sheath and said: "Meseems I must needs go down
amongst them; there is naught to do us harm here; for all these are
dead like the others that we saw."

Ursula turned to him with burning cheeks and sparkling eyes, and said
eagerly:  "Yea, yea, let us go down, else might we chance to miss
something that we ought to wot of."

Therewith she also sheathed her sword, and they went both of them down
together, and that easily; for as aforesaid the <DW72> was as if it had
been cut into steps for their feet.  And as they passed by the dead
folk, for whom they had often to turn aside, they noted that each of
the dead leathery faces was drawn up in a grin as though they had died
in pain, and yet beguiled, so that all those visages looked somewhat
alike, as though they had come from the workshop of one craftsman.

At last Ralph and Ursula stood on the level ground underneath the Tree,
and they looked up at the branches, and down to the water at their
feet; and now it seemed to them as though the Tree had verily growth in
it, for they beheld its roots, that they went out from the mound or
islet of earth into the water, and spread abroad therein, and seemed to
waver about.  So they walked around the Tree, and looked up at the
shields that hung on its branches, but saw no blazon that they knew,
though they were many and diverse; and the armour also and weapons were
very diverse of fashion.

Now when they were come back again to the place where they had first
stayed, Ralph said:  "I thirst, and so belike dost thou; and here is
water good and clear; let us drink then, and so spare our water-skins,
for belike the dry desert is yet long."  And therewith he knelt down
that he might take of the water in the hollow of his hand.  But Ursula
drew him back, and cried out in terror:  "O Ralph, do it not!  Seest
thou not this water, that although it be bright and clear, so that we
may see all the pebbles at the bottom, yet nevertheless when the wind
eddies about, and lifts the skirts of our raiment, it makes no ripple
on the face of the pool, and doubtless it is heavy with venom; and
moreover there is no sign of the way hereabout, as at other
watering-steads; O forbear, Ralph!"

Then he rose up and drew back with her but slowly and unwillingly as
she deemed; and they stood together a while gazing on these marvels.
But lo amidst of this while, there came a crow wheeling over the valley
of the dead, and he croaked over the Dry Tree, and let himself drop
down to the edge of the pool, whereby he stalked about a little after
the manner of his kind.  Then he thrust his neb into the water and
drank, and thereafter took wing again; but ere he was many feet off the
ground he gave a grievous croak, and turning over in the air fell down
stark dead close to the feet of those twain; and Ralph cried out but
spake no word with meaning therein; then said Ursula:  "Yea, thus are
we saved from present death." Then she looked in Ralph's face, and
turned pale and said hastily: "O my friend how is it with thee?"  But
she waited not for an answer, but turned her face to the bent whereby
they had come down, and cried out in a loud, shrill voice:  "O Ralph,
Ralph! look up yonder to the ridge whereby we left our horses; look,
look! there glitters a spear and stirreth! and lo a helm underneath the
spear: tarry not, let us save our horses!"

Then Ralph let a cry out from his mouth, and set off running to the
side of the <DW72>, and fell to climbing it with great strides, not
heeding Ursula; but she followed close after, and scrambled up with
foot and hand and knee, till she stood beside him on the top, and he
looked around wildly and cried out: "Where! where are they?"

"Nowhere," she said, "it was naught but my word to draw thee from
death; but praise to the saints that thou are come alive out of the
accursed valley."

He seemed not to hearken, but turned about once, and beat the air with
his hands, and then fell down on his back and with a great wail she
cast herself upon him, for she deemed at first that he was dead.  But
she took a little water from one of their skins, and cast it into his
face, and took a flask of cordial from her pouch, and set it to his
lips, and made him drink somewhat thereof.  So in a while he came to
himself and opened his eyes and smiled upon her, and she took his head
in her hands and kissed his cheek, and he sat up and said feebly:
"Shall we not go down into the valley?  there is naught there to harm
us."

"We have been down there already," she said, "and well it is that we
are not both lying there now."

Then he got to his feet, and stretched himself, and yawned like one
just awakened from long sleep.  But she said: "Let us to horse and
begone; it is early hours to slumber, for those that are seeking the
Well at the World's End."

He smiled on her again and took her hand, and she led him to his horse,
and helped him till he was in the saddle and lightly she gat
a-horseback, and they rode away swiftly from that evil place; and after
a while Ralph was himself again, and remembered all that had happened
till he fell down on the brow of the ridge.  Then he praised Ursula's
wisdom and valiancy till she bade him forbear lest he weary her.
Albeit she drew up close to him and kissed his face sweetly.



CHAPTER 19

They Come Out of the Thirsty Desert


Past the Valley of the Dry Tree they saw but few dead men lying about,
and soon they saw never another: and, though the land was still utterly
barren, and all cast up into ridges as before, yet the salt slime grew
less and less, and before nightfall of that day they had done with it:
and the next day those stony waves were lower; and the next again the
waste was but a swelling plain, and here and there they came on patches
of dwarf willow, and other harsh and scanty herbage, whereof the horses
might have a bait, which they sore needed, for now was their fodder
done: but both men and horses were sore athirst; for, as carefully as
they had hoarded their water, there was now but little left, which they
durst not drink till they were driven perforce, lest they should yet
die of drought.

They journeyed long that day, and whereas the moon was up at night-tide
they lay not down till she was set; and their resting place was by some
low bushes, whereabout was rough grass mingled with willow-herb,
whereby Ralph judged that they drew nigh to water, so or ever they
slept, they and the horses all but emptied the water-skins. They heard
some sort of beasts roaring in the night, but they were too weary to
watch, and might not make a fire.

When Ralph awoke in the morning he cried out that he could see the
woodland; and Ursula arose at his cry and looked where he pointed, and
sure enough there were trees on a rising ground some two miles ahead,
and beyond them, not very far by seeming, they beheld the tops of great
dark mountains.  On either hand moreover, nigh on their right hand, far
off on their left, ran a reef of rocks, so that their way seemed to be
as between two walls.  And these said reefs were nowise like those that
they had seen of late, but black and, as to their matter, like to the
great mountains by the rock of the Fighting Man:  but as the reefs ran
eastward they seemed to grow higher.

Now they mounted their horses at once and rode on; and the beasts were
as eager as they were, and belike smelt the water.  So when they had
ridden but three miles, they saw a fair little river before them
winding about exceedingly, but flowing eastward on the whole.  So they
spurred on with light hearts and presently were on the banks of the
said river, and its waters were crystal-clear, though its sands were
black: and the pink-blossomed willow-herb was growing abundantly on the
sandy shores.  Close to the water was a black rock, as big as a man,
whereon was graven the sign of the way, so they knew that there was no
evil in the water, wherefore they drank their fill and watered their
horses abundantly, and on the further bank was there abundance of good
grass.  So when they had drunk their fill, for the pleasure of the cool
water they waded the ford barefoot, and it was scarce above Ursula's
knee.  Then they had great joy to lie on the soft grass and eat their
meat, while the horses tore eagerly at the herbage close to them.  So
when they had eaten, they rested awhile, but before they went further
they despoiled them, one after other, and bathed in a pool of the river
to wash the foul wilderness off them.  Then again they rested and let
the horses yet bite the grass, and departed not from that pleasant
place till it was two hours after noon.  As they were lying there Ralph
said he could hear a great roar like the sound of many waters, but very
far off: but to Ursula it seemed naught but the wind waxing in the
boughs of the woodland anigh them.



CHAPTER 20

They Come to the Ocean Sea


Being come to the wood they went not very far into it that day, for
they were minded to rest them after the weariness of the wilderness:
they feasted on a hare which Ralph shot, and made a big fire to keep
off evil beasts, but none came nigh them, though they heard the voices
of certain beasts as the night grew still.  To be short, they slept far
into the morrow's morn, and then, being refreshed, and their horses
also, they rode strongly all day, and found the wood to be not very
great; for before sunset they were come to its outskirts, and the
mountains lay before them.  These were but little like to that huge
wall they had passed through on their way to Chestnut-dale, being
rather great hills than mountains, grass-grown, and at their feet
somewhat wooded, and by seeming not over hard to pass over.

The next day they entered them by a pass marked with the token, which
led them about by a winding way till they were on the side of the
biggest fell of all; so there they rested that night in a fair little
hollow or dell in the mountain-side. There in the stillness of the
night both Ursula, as well as Ralph, heard that roaring of a great
water, and they said to each other that it must be the voice of the
Sea, and they rejoiced thereat, for they had learned by the Sage and
his books that they must needs come to the verge of the Ocean-Sea,
which girdles the earth about.  So they arose betimes on the morrow,
and set to work to climb the mountain, going mostly a-foot; and the way
was long, but not craggy or exceeding steep, so that in five hours'
time they were at the mountain-top, and coming over the brow beheld
beneath them fair green <DW72>s besprinkled with trees, and beyond them,
some three or four miles away, the blue landless sea and on either hand
of them was the sea also, so that they were nigh-hand at the ending of
a great ness, and there was naught beyond it; and naught to do if they
missed the Well, but to turn back by the way they had come.

Now when they saw this they were exceedingly moved and they looked on
one another, and each saw that the other was pale, with glistening
eyes, since they were to come to the very point of their doom, and that
it should be seen whether there were no such thing as the Well in all
the earth, but that they had been chasing a fair-hued cloud; or else
their Quest should be achieved and they should have the world before
them, and they happy and mighty, and of great worship amidst all men.

Little they tarried, but gat them down the steep of the mountain, and
so lower and lower till they were come to ground nigh level; and then
at last it was but thus, that without any great rock-wall or girdle of
marvellous and strange land, there was an end of earth, with its grass
and trees and streams, and a beginning of the ocean, which stretched
away changeless, and it might be for ever.  Where the land ended there
was but a cliff of less than an hundred feet above the eddying of the
sea; and on the very point of the ness was a low green toft with a
square stone set atop of it, whereon as they drew nigh they saw the
token graven, yea on each face thereof.

Then they went along the edge of the cliff a mile on each side of the
said toft, and then finding naught else to note, naught save the grass
and the sea, they came back to that place of the token, and sat down on
the grass of the toft.

It was now evening, and the sun was setting beyond them, but they could
behold a kind of stair cut in the side of the cliff, and on the first
step whereof was the token done; wherefore they knew that they were
bidden to go down by the said stair; but it seemed to lead no whither,
save straight into the sea.  And whiles it came into Ralph's mind that
this was naught but a mock, as if to bid the hapless seekers cast
themselves down from the earth, and be done with it for ever.  But in
any case they might not try the adventure of that stair by the failing
light, and with the night long before them.  So when they had hoppled
their horses, and left them to graze at their will on the sweet grass
of the meadow, they laid them down behind the green toft, and, being
forwearied, it was no long time ere they twain slept fast at the
uttermost end of the world.



CHAPTER 21

Now They Drink of the Well at the World's End


Ralph awoke from some foolish morning dream of Upmeads, wondering where
he was, or what familiar voice had cried out his name:  then he raised
himself on his elbow, and saw Ursula standing before him with flushed
face and sparkling eyes, and she was looking out seaward, while she
called on his name.  So he sprang up and strove with the slumber that
still hung about him, and as his eyes cleared he looked down, and saw
that the sea, which last night had washed the face of the cliff, had
now ebbed far out, and left bare betwixt the billows and the cliff some
half mile of black sand, with rocks of the like hue rising out of it
here and there.  But just below the place where they stood, right up
against the cliff, was builded by man's hand of huge stones a garth of
pound, the wall whereof was some seven feet high, and the pound within
the wall of forty feet space endlong and overthwart; and the said pound
was filled with the waters of a spring that came forth from the face of
the cliff as they deemed, though from above they might not see the
issue thereof; but the water ran seaward from the pound by some way
unseen, and made a wide stream through the black sand of the foreshore:
but ever the great basin filled somewhat faster than it voided, so that
it ran over the lip on all sides, making a thin veil over the huge
ashlar-stones of the garth.  The day was bright and fair with no wind,
save light airs playing about from the westward ort, and all things
gleamed and glittered in the sun.

Ralph stood still a moment, and then stretched abroad his arms, and
with a great sob cast them round about the body of his beloved, and
strained her to his bosom as he murmured about her, THE WELL AT THE
WORLD'S END.  But she wept for joy as she fawned upon him, and let her
hands beat upon his body.

But when they were somewhat calmed of their ecstasy of joy, they made
ready to go down by that rocky stair.  And first they did off their
armour and other gear, and when they were naked they did on the
hallowed raiment which they had out of the ark in the House of the
Sorceress; and so clad gat them down the rock-hewn stair, Ralph going
first, lest there should be any broken place; but naught was amiss with
those hard black stones, and they came safely to a level place of the
rock, whence they could see the face of the cliff, and how the waters
of the Well came gushing forth from a hollow therein in a great
swelling wave as clear as glass; and the sun glistened in it and made a
foam-bow about its edges.  But above the issue of the waters the black
rock had been smoothed by man's art, and thereon was graven the Sword
and the Bough, and above it these words, to wit:

YE WHO HAVE COME A LONG WAY TO LOOK UPON ME, DRINK OF ME, IF YE DEEM
THAT YE BE STRONG ENOUGH IN DESIRE TO BEAR LENGTH OF DAYS: OR ELSE
DRINK NOT; BUT TELL YOUR FRIENDS AND THE KINDREDS OF THE EARTH HOW YE
HAVE SEEN A GREAT MARVEL.

So they looked long and wondered; and Ursula said:  "Deemest thou, my
friend, that any have come thus far and forborne to drink?"

Said Ralph:  "Surely not even the exceeding wise might remember the
bitterness of his wisdom as he stood here."

Then he looked on her and his face grew bright beyond measure, and
cried out: "O love, love! why tarry we?  For yet I fear lest we be come
too late, and thou die before mine eyes ere yet thou hast drunken."

"Yea," she said, "and I also fear for thee, though thy face is ruddy
and thine eyes sparkle, and thou art as lovely as the Captain of the
Lord's hosts."

Then she laughed, and her laughter was as silver bells rung tunably,
and she said:  "But where is the cup for the drinking?"

But Ralph looked on the face of the wall, and about the height of his
hand saw square marks thereon, as though there were an ambrye; and
amidst the square was a knop of latten, all green with the weather and
the salt spray.  So Ralph set his hand to the knop and drew strongly,
and lo it was a door made of a squared stone hung on brazen hinges, and
it opened easily to him, and within was a cup of goldsmith's work, with
the sword and the bough done thereon; and round about the rim writ this
posey: "THE STRONG OF HEART SHALL DRINK FROM ME."  So Ralph took it and
held it aloft so that its pure metal flashed in the sun, and he said:
"This is for thee, Sweetling."

"Yea, and for thee," she said.

Now that level place, or bench-table went up to the very gushing and
green bow of the water, so Ralph took Ursula's hand and led her along,
she going a little after him, till he was close to the Well, and stood
amidst the spray-bow thereof, so that he looked verily like one of the
painted angels on the choir wall of St. Laurence of Upmeads.  Then he
reached forth his hand and thrust the cup into the water, holding it
stoutly because the gush of the stream was strong, so that the water of
the Well splashed all over him, wetting Ursula's face and breast
withal: and he felt that the water was sweet without any saltness of
the sea.  But he turned to Ursula and reached out the full cup to her,
and said: "Sweetling, call a health over the cup!"

She took it and said:  "To thy life, beloved!" and drank withal, and
her eyes looked out of the cup the while, like a child's when he
drinketh.  Then she gave him the cup again and said: "Drink, and tarry
not, lest thou die and I live."

Then Ralph plunged the cup into the waters again, and he held the cup
aloft, and cried out:  "To the Earth, and the World of Manfolk!" and
therewith he drank.

For a minute then they clung together within the spray-bow of the Well,
and then she took his hand and led him back to the midst of the
bench-table, and he put the cup into the ambrye, and shut it up again,
and then they sat them down on the widest of the platform under the
shadow of a jutting rock; for the sun was hot; and therewithal a sweet
weariness began to steal over them, though there was speech betwixt
them for a little, and Ralph said: "How is it with thee, beloved?"

"O well indeed," she said.

Quoth he:  "And how tasteth to thee the water of the Well?"

Slowly she spake and sleepily:  "It tasted good, and as if thy love
were blended with it."

And she smiled in his face; but he said:  "One thing I wonder over: how
shall we wot if we have drunk aright?  For whereas if we were sick or
old and failing, or ill-liking, and were now presently healed of all
this, and become strong and fair to look on, then should we know it for
sure--but now, though, as I look on thee, I behold thee the fairest of
all women, and on thy face is no token of toil and travail, and the
weariness of the way; and though the heart-ache of loneliness and
captivity, and the shame of Utterbol has left no mark upon thee--yet
hast thou not always been sweet to my eyes, and as sweet as might be?
And how then?"...But he broke off and looked on her and she smiled upon
the love in his eyes, and his head fell back and he slept with a calm
and smiling face.  And she leaned over him to kiss his face but even
therewith her own eyes closed and she laid her head upon his breast,
and slept as peacefully as he.



CHAPTER 22

Now They Have Drunk and Are Glad


Long they slept till the shadows were falling from the west, and the
sea was flowing fast again over the sands beneath them, though there
was still a great space bare betwixt the cliff and the sea.  Then spake
Ursula as if Ralph had but just left speaking; and she said: "Yea, dear
lord, and I also say, that, lovely as thou art now, never hast thou
been aught else but lovely to me.  But tell me, hast thou had any scar
of a hurt upon thy body?  For if now that were gone, surely it should
be a token of the renewal of thy life.  But if it be not gone, then
there may yet be another token."

Then he stood upon his feet, and she cried out: "O but thou art fair
and mighty, who now shall dare gainsay thee?  Who shall not long for
thee?"

Said Ralph:  "Look, love! how the sea comes over the sand like the
creeping of a sly wood-snake! Shall we go hence and turn from the
ocean-sea without wetting our bodies in its waters?"

"Let us go," she said.

So they went down on to the level sands, and along the edges of the
sweet-water stream that flowed from the Well; and Ralph said: "Beloved,
I will tell thee of that which thou hast asked me: when I was but a lad
of sixteen winters there rode men a-lifting into Upmeads, and Nicholas
Longshanks, who is a wise man of war, gathered force and went against
them, and I must needs ride beside him.  Now we came to our above, and
put the thieves to the road; but in the hurly I got a claw from the
war-beast, for the stroke of a sword sheared me off somewhat from my
shoulder: belike thou hast seen the scar and loathed it."

"It is naught loathsome," she said, "for a lad to be a bold warrior,
nor for a grown man to think lightly of the memory of death drawn near
for the first time.  Yea, I have noted it but let me see now what has
befallen with it."

As she spoke they were come to a salt pool in a rocky bight on their
right hand, which the tide was filling speedily; and Ralph spake: "See
now, this is the bath of the water of the ocean sea." So they were
speedily naked and playing in the water: and Ursula took Ralph by the
arm and looked to his shoulder and said: "O my lad of the pale edges,
where is gone thy glory?  There is no mark of the sword's pilgrimage on
thy shoulder." "Nay, none?" quoth he.

"None, none!" she said, "Didst thou say the very sooth of thy hurt in
the battle, O poor lad of mine?"  "Yea, the sooth," said he.  Then she
laughed sweetly and merrily like the chuckle of a flute over the
rippling waters, that rose higher and higher about them, and she turned
her eyes askance and looked adown to her own sleek side, and laid her
hand on it and laughed again.  Then said Ralph: "What is toward,
beloved?  For thy laugh is rather of joy that of mirth alone."

She said:  "O smooth-skinned warrior, O Lily and Rose of battle; here
on my side yesterday was the token of the hart's tyne that gored me
when I was a young maiden five years ago: look now and pity the maiden
that lay on the grass of the forest, and the woodman a-passing by
deemed her dead five years ago."

Ralph stooped down as the ripple washed away from her, then said: "In
sooth here is no mark nor blemish, but the best handiwork of God, as
when he first made a woman from the side of the Ancient Father of the
field of Damask.  But lo you love, how swift the tide cometh up, and I
long to see thy feet on the green grass, and I fear the sea, lest it
stir the joy over strongly in our hearts and we be not able to escape
from its waves."

So they went up from out of the water, and did on the hallowed raiment
fragrant with strange herbs, and passed joyfully up the sand towards
the cliff and its stair; and speedily withal, for so soon as they were
clad again, the little ripple of the sea was nigh touching their feet.
As they went, they noted that the waters of the Well flowed seaward
from the black-walled pound by three arched openings in its outer face,
and they beheld the mason's work, how goodly it was; for it was as if
it had been cut out of the foot of a mountain, so well jointed were its
stones, and its walls solid against any storm that might drive against
it.

They climbed the stair, and sat them down on the green grass awhile
watching the ocean coming in over the sand and the rocks, and Ralph
said: "I will tell thee, sweetling, that I am grown eager for the road;
though true it is that whiles I was down yonder amidst the ripple of
the sea I longed for naught but thee, though thou wert beside me, and
thy joyous words were as fire to the heart of my love.  But now that I
am on the green grass of the earth I called to mind a dream that came
to me when we slept after the precious draught of the Well: for
methought that I was standing before the porch of the Feast-hall of
Upmeads and holding thine hand, and the ancient House spake to me with
the voice of a man, greeting both thee and me, and praising thy
goodliness and valiancy.  Surely then it is calling me to deeds, and if
it were but morning, as it is now drawing towards sunset, we would
mount and be gone straightway."

"Surely," she said, "thou hast drunk of the Well, and the fear of thee
has already entered into the hearts of thy foemen far away, even as the
love of thee constraineth me as I lie by thy side; but since it is
evening and sunset, let it be evening, and let the morning see to its
own matters.  So now let us be pilgrims again, and eat the meal of
pilgrims, and see to our horses, and then wander about this lovely
wilderness and its green meads, where no son of man heedeth the wild
things, till the night come, bringing to us the rest and the sleep of
them that have prevailed over many troubles."

Even so they did, and broke bread above the sea, and looked to their
horses, and then went hand in hand about the goodly green bents betwixt
the sea and the rough of the mountain; and it was the fairest and
softest of summer evenings; and the deer of that place, both little and
great, had no fear of man, but the hart and hind came to Ursula's hand;
and the thrushes perched upon her shoulder, and the hares gambolled
together close to the feet of the twain; so that it seemed to them that
they had come into the very Garden of God; and they forgat all the many
miles of the waste and the mountain that lay before them, and they had
no thought for the strife of foemen and the thwarting of kindred, that
belike awaited them in their own land, but they thought of the love and
happiness of the hour that was passing.  So sweetly they wore through
the last minutes of the day, and when it was as dark as it would be in
that fair season, they lay down by the green knoll at the ending of the
land, and were lulled to sleep by the bubbling of the Well at the
World's End.




BOOK FOUR

The Road Home



CHAPTER 1

Ralph and Ursula Come Back Again Through the Great Mountains


On the morrow morning they armed them and took to their horses and
departed from that pleasant place and climbed the mountain without
weariness, and made provision of meat and drink for the Dry Desert, and
so entered it, and journeyed happily with naught evil befalling them
till they came back to the House of the Sorceress; and of the Desert
they made little, and the wood was pleasant to them after the drought
of the Desert.

But at the said House they saw those kind people, and they saw in their
eager eyes as in a glass how they had been bettered by their drinking
of the Well, and the Elder said to them: "Dear friends, there is no
need to ask you whether ye have achieved your quest; for ye, who before
were lovely, are now become as the very Gods who rule the world.  And
now methinks we have to pray you but one thing, to wit that ye will not
be overmuch of Gods, but will be kind and lowly with them that needs
must worship you."

They laughed on him for kindness' sake, and kissed and embraced the old
man, and they thanked them all for their helping, and they abode with
them for a whole day in good-will and love, and thereafter the carle,
who was the son of the Elder, with his wife, bade farewell to his
kinsmen, and led Ralph and Ursula back through the wood and over the
desert to the town of the Innocent Folk.  The said Folk received them
in all joy and triumph, and would have them abide there the winter
over.  But they prayed leave to depart, because their hearts were sore
for their own land and their kindred.  So they abode there but two
days, and on the third day were led away by a half score of men gaily
apparelled after their manner, and having with them many sumpter-beasts
with provision for the road.  With this fellowship they came safely and
with little pain unto Chestnut Vale, where they abode but one night,
though to Ralph and Ursula the place was sweet for the memory of their
loving sojourn there.

They would have taken leave of the Innocent Folk in the said vale, but
those others must needs go with them a little further, and would not
leave them till they were come to the jaws of the pass which led to the
Rock of the Fighting Man.  Further than that indeed they would not, or
durst not go; and those huge mountains they called the Wall of Strife,
even as they on the other side called them the Wall of the World.

So the twain took leave of their friends there, and howbeit that they
had drunk of the Well at the World's End, yet were their hearts grieved
at the parting.  The kind folk left with them abundant provision for
the remnant of the road, and a sumpter-ox to bear it; so they were in
no doubt of their livelihood.  Moreover, though the turn of autumn was
come again and winter was at hand, yet the weather was fair and calm,
and their journey through the dreary pass was as light as it might be
to any men.



CHAPTER 2

They Hear New Tidings of Utterbol


It was on a fair evening of later autumn-tide that they won their way
out of the Gates of the Mountains, and came under the rock of the
Fighting Man.  There they kissed and comforted each other in memory of
the terror and loneliness wherewith they had entered the Mountains that
other time; though, sooth to say, it was to them now like the reading
of sorrow in a book.

But when they came out with joyful hearts into the green plain betwixt
the mountains and the River of Lava, they looked westward, and beheld
no great way off a little bower or cot, builded of boughs and rushes by
a blackthorn copse; and as they rode toward it they saw a man come
forth therefrom, and presently saw that he was hoary, a man with a long
white beard.  Then Ralph gave a glad cry, and set spurs to his horse
and galloped over the plain; for he deemed that it could be none other
than the Sage of Swevenham; and Ursula came pricking after him laughing
for joy.  The old man abode their coming, and Ralph leapt off his horse
at once, and kissed and embraced him; but the Sage said: "There is no
need to ask thee of tidings; for thine eyes and thine whole body tell
me that thou hast drunk of the Well at the World's End.  And that shall
be better for thee belike than it has been for me; though for me also
the world has not gone ill after my fashion since I drank of that
water."

Then was Ursula come up, and she also lighted down and made much of the
Sage.  But he said:  "Hail, daughter!  It is sweet to see thee so, and
to wot that thou art in the hands of a mighty man: for I know that
Ralph thy man is minded for his Father's House, and the deeds that
abide him there; and I think we may journey a little way together; for
as for me, I would go back to Swevenham to end my days there, whether
they be long or short."

But Ralph said:  "As for that, thou mayst go further than Swevenham,
and as far as Upmeads, where there will be as many to love and cherish
thee as at Swevenham."

The old man laughed a little, and reddened withal, but answered nothing.

Then they untrussed their sumpter-beast, and took meat and drink from
his burden, and they ate and drank together, sitting on the green grass
there; and the twain made great joy of the Sage, and told him the whole
tale; and he told them that he had been abiding there since the
spring-tide, lest they might have turned back without accomplishing
their quest, and then may-happen he should have been at hand to comfort
them, or the one of them left, if so it had befallen.  "But," quoth he,
"since ye have verily drunk of the Well at the World's End, ye have
come back no later than I looked for you."

That night they slept in the bower there, and on the morrow betimes,
the Sage drove together three or four milch goats that he pastured
there, and went their ways over the plain, and so in due time entered
into the lava-sea. But the first night that they lay there, though it
was moonless and somewhat cloudy, they saw no glare of the distant
earth-fires which they had looked for; and when on the morrow they
questioned the Sage thereof, he said: "The Earth-fires ceased about the
end of last year, as I have heard tell.  But sooth it is that the
foreboding of the Giant's Candle was not for naught.  For there hath
verily been a change of masters at Utterbol."

"Yea," said Ralph, "for better or worse?"

Said the Sage:  "It could scarce have been for worse; but if rumour
runneth right it is much for the better.  Hearken how I learned
thereof.  One fair even of late March, a little before I set off
hither, as I was sitting before the door of my house, I saw the glint
of steel through the wood, and presently rode up a sort of knights and
men-at-arms, about a score; and at the head of them a man on a big
red-roan horse, with his surcoat blazoned with a white bull on a green
field: he was a man black-haired, but blue-eyed; not very big, but well
knit and strong, and looked both doughty and knightly; and he wore a
gold coronet about his basnet: so not knowing his blazonry, I wondered
who it was that durst be so bold as to ride in the lands of the Lord of
Utterbol.  Now he rode up to me and craved a drink of milk, for he had
seen my goats; so I milked two goats for him, and brought whey for the
others, whereas I had no more goats in milk at that season.  So the
bull-knight spake to me about the woodland, and wherefore I dwelt there
apart from others; somewhat rough in his speech he was, yet rather
jolly than fierce; and he thanked me for the bever kindly enough, and
said: "I deem that it will not avail to give thee money; but I shall
give thee what may be of avail to thee.  Ho, Gervaise! give me one of
those scrolls!"  So a squire hands him a parchment and he gave it me,
and it was a safe-conduct to the bearer from the Lord of Utterbol; but
whereas I saw that the seal bore not the Bear on the Castle-wall, but
the Bull, and that the superscription was unknown to me, I held the
said scroll in my hand and wondered; and the knight said to me: "Yea,
look long at it; but so it is, though thou trow it not, that I am
verily Lord of Utterbol, and that by conquest; so that belike I am
mightier than he was, for that mighty runagate have I slain.  And many
there be who deem that no mishap, heathen though I be.  Come thou to
Utterbol and see for thyself if the days be not changed there; and thou
shalt have a belly-full of meat and drink, and honour after thy
deserving."  So they rested a while, and then went their ways.  To
Utterbol I went not, but ere I departed to come hither two or three
carles strayed my way, as whiles they will, who told me that this which
the knight had said was naught but the sooth, and that great was the
change of days at Utterbol, whereas all men there, both bond and free,
were as merry as they deserved to be, or belike merrier."

Ralph pondered this tale, and was not so sure but that this new lord
was not Bull Shockhead, his wartaken thrall; natheless he held his
peace; but Ursula said:  "I marvel not much at the tale, for sure I am,
that had Gandolf of the Bear been slain when I was at Utterbol, neither
man nor woman had stirred a finger to avenge him.  But all feared him,
I scarce know why; and, moreover, there was none to be master if he
were gone."

Thereafter she told more tales of the miseries of Utterbol than Ralph
had yet heard, as though this tale of the end of that evil rule had set
her free to utter them; and they fell to talking of others matters.



CHAPTER 3

They Winter With the Sage; and Thereafter Come Again to Vale Turris


Thus with no peril and little pain they came to the Sage's hermitage;
and whereas the autumn was now wearing, and it was not to be looked for
that they should cross even the mountains west of Goldburg, let alone
those to the west of Cheaping Knowe, when winter had once set in, Ralph
and Ursula took the Sage's bidding to abide the winter through with
him, and set forth on their journey again when spring should be fairly
come and the mountain ways be clear of snow.

So they dwelt there happily enough; for they helped the Sage in his
husbandry, and he enforced him to make them cheer, and read in the
ancient book to them, and learned them as much as it behoved them to
hearken; and told them tales of past time.

Thereafter when May was at hand they set out on their road, and whereas
the Sage knew the wood well, he made a long story short by bringing
them to Vale Turris in four days' time.  But when they rode down into
the dale, they saw the plain meads below the Tower all bright with
tents and booths, and much folk moving about amidst them; here and
there amidst the roofs of cloth withal was showing the half finished
frame of a timber house a-building. But now as they looked and wondered
what might be toward, a half score of weaponed men rode up to them and
bade them, but courteously, to come with them to see their Lord.  The
Sage drew forth his let-pass thereat; but the leader of the riders
said, as he shook his head: "That is good for thee, father; but these
two knights must needs give an account of themselves:  for my lord is
minded to put down all lifting throughout his lands; therefore hath he
made the meshes of his net small.  But if these be thy friends it will
be well.  Therefore thou art free to come with them and bear witness to
their good life."

Here it must be said that since they were on the road again Ursula had
donned her wargear once more, and as she rode was to all men's eyes
naught but a young and slender knight.

So without more ado they followed those men-at-arms, and saw how the
banner of the Bull was now hung out from the Tower; and the sergeants
brought them into the midst of the vale, where, about those tents and
those half-finished frame-houses (whereof they saw six) was a market
toward and much concourse of folk.  But the sergeants led through them
and the lanes of the booths down to the side of the river, where on a
green knoll, with some dozen of men-at-arms and captains about him, sat
the new Lord of Utterbol.

Now as the others drew away from him to right and left, the Lord sat
before Ralph with naught to hide him, and when their eyes met Ralph
gave a cry as one astonished; and the Lord of Utterbol rose up to his
feet and shouted, and then fell a laughing joyously, and then cried
out:  "Welcome, King's Son, and look on me! for though the feathers be
fine 'tis the same bird.  I am Lord of Utterbol and therewithal Bull
Shockhead, whose might was less than thine on the bent of the mountain
valley."

Therewith he caught hold of Ralph's hand, and sat himself down and drew
Ralph down, and made him sit beside him.

"Thou seest I am become great?" said he.  "Yea," said Ralph, "I give
thee joy thereof!"  Said the new Lord: "Perchance thou wilt be deeming
that since I was once thy war-taken thrall I should give myself up to
thee: but I tell thee I will not:  for I have much to do here.
Moreover I did not run away from thee, but thou rannest from me, lad."

Thereat in his turn Ralph fell a laughing, and when he might speak he
said: "What needeth the lord of all these spears to beg off his service
to the poor wandering knight?"

Then Bull put his arms about him, and said: "I am fain at the sight of
thee, time was thou wert a kind lad and a good master; yet naught so
merry as thou shouldest have been; but now I see that gladness plays
all about thy face, and sparkles in thine eyes; and that is good.  But
these thy fellows?  I have seen the old carle before: he was dwelling
in the wildwood because he was overwise to live with other folk.  But
this young man, who may he be?  Or else--yea, verily, it is a young
woman.  Yea, and now I deem that it is the thrall of my brother Bull
Nosy.  Therefore by heritage she is now mine."

Ralph heard the words but saw not the smiling face, so wroth he was;
therefore the bare sword was in his fist in a twinkling.  But ere he
could smite Bull caught hold of his wrist, and said: "Master, master,
thou art but a sorry lawyer, or thou wouldst have said: 'Thou art my
thrall, and how shall a thrall have heritage?' Dost thou not see that I
cannot own her till I be free, and that thou wilt not give me my
freedom save for hers?  There, now is all the matter of the service
duly settled, and I am free and a Lord.  And this damsel is free also,
and--yea, is she not thy well-beloved, King's Son?"

Ralph was somewhat abashed, and said:  "I crave thy pardon, Lord, for
misdoubting thee:  but think how feeble are we two lovers amongst the
hosts of the aliens."

"It is well, it is well," said Bull, "and in very sooth I deem thee my
friend; and this damsel was my brother's friend.  Sit down, dear
maiden, I bid thee; and thou also, O man overwise; and let us drink a
cup, and then we will talk about what we may do for each other."

So they sat down all on the grass, and the Lord of Utterbol called for
wine, and they drank together in the merry season of May; and the new
Lord said:  "Here be we friends come together, and it were pity of our
lives if we must needs sunder speedily: howbeit, it is thou must rule
herein, King's Son; for in my eyes thou art still greater than I, O my
master.  For I can see in thine eyes and thy gait, and in thine also,
maiden, that ye have drunk of the Well at the World's End.  Therefore I
pray you gently and heartily that ye come home with me to Utterbol."

Ralph shook his head, and answered:  "Lord of Utterbol, I bid thee all
thanks for thy friendliness, but it may not be."

"But take note," said Bull, "that all is changed there, and it hath
become a merry dwelling of men.  We have cast down the Red Pillar, and
the White and the Black also; and it is no longer a place of torment
and fear, and cozening and murder; but the very thralls are happy and
free-spoken. Now come ye, if it were but for a moon's wearing: I shall
be there in eight days' time.  Yea, Lord Ralph, thou would'st see old
acquaintance there withal:  for when I slew the tyrant, who forsooth
owed me no less than his life for the murder of my brother, I made
atonement to his widow, and wedded her: a fair woman as thou wottest,
lord, and of good kindred, and of no ill conditions, as is well seen
now that she lives happy days.  Though I have heard say that while she
was under the tyrant she was somewhat rough with her women when she was
sad.  Eh, fair sir!  but is it not so that she cast sheep's eyes on
thee, time was, in this same dale?"

Ralph reddened and answered naught; and Bull spake again, laughing:
"Yea, so it is:  she told me that much herself, and afterwards I heard
more from her damsel Agatha, who told me the merry tale of that device
they made to catch thee, and how thou brakest through the net.
Forsooth, though this she told me not, I deem that she would have had
the same gift of thee as her mistress would.  Well, lad, lucky are they
with whom all women are in love.  So now I prithee trust so much in thy
luck as to come with me to Utterbol."

Quoth Ralph:  "Once again, Lord of Utterbol, we thank thee; but whereas
thou hast said that thou hast much to do in this land; even so I have a
land where deeds await me.  For I stole myself away from my father and
mother, and who knows what help they need of me against foemen, and
evil days; and now I might give help to them were I once at home, and
to the people of the land also, who are a stout-hearted and valiant and
kindly folk."

The new Lord's face clouded somewhat, as he said:  "If thine heart
draweth thee to thy kindred, there is no more to say.  As for me, what
I did was for kindred's sake, and then what followed after was the work
of need.  Well, let it be!  But since we must needs part hastily, this
at least I bid you, that ye abide with me for to-night, and the banquet
in the great pavilion.  Howsoever ye may be busied, gainsay me not
this; and to-morrow I shall further you on your way, and give you a
score of spears to follow thee to Goldburg.  Then as for Goldburg and
Cheaping Knowe, see ye to it yourselves: but beyond Cheaping Knowe and
the plain country, thy name is known, and the likeness of thee told in
words; and no man in those mountains shall hurt or hinder thee, but all
thou meetest shall aid and further thee.  Moreover, at the feast
to-night thou shalt see thy friend Otter, and he and I betwixt us shall
tell thee how I came to Utterbol, and of the change of days, and how it
betid.  For he is now my right-hand man, as he was of the dead man.
Forsooth, after the slaying I would have had him take the lordship of
Utterbol, but he would not, so I must take it perforce or be slain, and
let a new master reign there little better than the old.  Well then,
how sayest thou?  Or wilt thou run from me without leave-taking, as
thou didst ere-while at Goldburg?"

Ralph laughed at his word, and said that he would not be so churlish
this time, but would take his bidding with a good heart; and thereafter
they fell to talking of many things.  But Ralph took note of Bull, that
now his hair and beard were trim and his raiment goodly, for all his
rough speech and his laughter and heart-whole gibes and mocking, his
aspect and bearing was noble and knightly.



CHAPTER 4

A Feast in the Red Pavilion


So in a while they went with him to the Tower, and there was woman's
raiment of the best gotten for Ursula, and afterwards at nightfall they
went to the feast in the Red Pavillion of Utterbol, which awhile ago
the now-slain Lord of Utterbol had let make; and it was exceeding rich
with broidery of pearl and gems: since forsooth gems and fair women
were what the late lord had lusted for the most, and have them he would
at the price of howsoever many tears and groans.  But that pavilion was
yet in all wise as it was wont to be, saving that the Bull had
supplanted the Bear upon the Castle-wall.

Now the wayfarers were treated with all honour and were set upon the
high-seat, Ralph upon the right-hand of the Lord, and Ursula upon his
left, and the Sage of Swevenham out from her.  But on Ralph's right
hand was at first a void place, whereto after a while came Otter, the
old Captain of the Guard.  He came in hastily, and as though he had but
just taken his armour off: for his raiment was but such as the
men-at-arm of that country were wont to wear under their war-gear, and
was somewhat stained and worn; whereas the other knights and lords were
arrayed grandly in silks and fine cloth embroidered and begemmed.

Otter was fain when he saw Ralph, and kissed and embraced him, and
said: "Forsooth, I saw by thy face, lad, that the world would be soft
before thee; and now that I behold thee I know already that thou hast
won thy quest; and the Gods only know to what honour thou shalt attain."

Ralph laughed for joy of him, and yet said soberly:  "As to honour,
meseems I covet little world's goods, save that it may be well with my
folk at home." Nevertheless as the words were out of his mouth his
thought went back to the tall man whom he had first met at the
churchyard gate of Netherton, and it seemed to him that he wished his
thriving, yea, and in a lesser way, he wished the same to Roger of the
Rope-walk, whereas he deemed that both of these, each in his own way,
had been true to the lady whom he had lost.

Then Otter fell a-talking to him of the change of days at Utterbol, and
how that it was the Lord's intent that a cheaping town should grow up
in the Dale of the Tower, and that the wilderness beyond it should be
tilled and builded.  "And," said he, "if this be done, and the new lord
live to see it, as he may, being but young of years, he may become
exceedingly mighty, and if he hold on in the way whereas he now is, he
shall be well-beloved also."

So they spake of many things, and there was minstrelsy and diverse
joyance, till at last the Lord of Utterbol stood up and said:  "Now
bring in the Bull, that we may speak some words over him; for this is a
great feast." Ralph wondered what bull this might be whereof he spake;
but the harps and fiddlers, and all instruments of music struck up a
gay and gallant tune, and presently there came into the hall four men
richly attired, who held up on spears a canopy of bawdekin, under which
went a man-at-arms helmed, and clad in bright armour, who held in his
hands a great golden cup fashioned like to a bull, and he bore it forth
unto the dais, and gave it into the hands of the Lord.  Then
straightway all the noise ceased, and the glee and clatter of the hall,
and there was dead silence.  Then the Lord held the cup aloft and said
in a loud voice:

"Hail, all ye folk!  I swear by the Bull, and they that made him, that
in three years' time or less I will have purged all the lands of
Utterbol of all strong-thieves and cruel tyrants, be they big or
little, till all be peace betwixt the mountains and the mark of
Goldburg; and the wilderness shall blossom like the rose.  Or else
shall I die in the pain."

Therewith he drank of the cup, and all men shouted.  Then he sat him
down and bade hand the cup to Otter; and Otter took the cup and looked
into the bowl and saw the wave of wine, and laughed and cried out: "As
for me, what shall I swear but that I will follow the Bull through
thick and thin, through peace and unpeace, through grief and joy.  This
is my oath-swearing."

And he drank mightily and sat down.

Then turned the Lord to Ralph and said:  "And thou who art my master,
wilt thou not tell thy friends and the Gods what thou wilt do?"

"No great matter, belike," said Ralph; "but if ye will it, I will speak
out my mind thereon."

"We will it," said the Lord.

Then Ralph arose and took the cup and lifted it and spake: "This I
swear, that I will go home to my kindred, yet on the road will I not
gainsay help to any that craveth it.  So may all Hallows help me!"

Therewith he drank:  and Bull said:  "This is well said, O happy man!
But now that men have drunk well, do ye three and Otter come with me
into the Tower, whereas the chambers are dight for you, that I may make
the most of this good day wherein I have met thee again."

So they went with him, and when they had sat down in the goodliest
chamber of the Tower, and they had been served with wine and spices,
the new Lord said to Ralph:  "And now, my master, wilt thou not ask
somewhat concerning me?"  "Yea," said Ralph, "I will ask thee to tell
the tale of how thou camest into thy Lordship." Said the Lord, "This
shall ye hear of me with Otter to help me out.  Hearken!"



CHAPTER 5

Bull Telleth of His Winning of the Lordship of Utterbol


"When thou rannest away from me, and left me alone at Goldburg, I was
grieved; then Clement Chapman offered to take me back with him to his
own country, which, he did me to wit, lieth hard by thine: but I would
not go with him, since I had an inkling that I should find the slayer
of my brother and be avenged on him.  So the Chapmen departed from
Goldburg after that Clement had dealt generously by me for thy sake;
and when they were gone I bethought me what to do, and thou knowest I
can some skill with the fiddle and song, so I betook myself to that
craft, both to earn somewhat and that I might gather tidings and be
little heeded, till within awhile folk got to know me well, and would
often send for me to their merry-makings, where they gave me fiddler's
wages, to wit, meat, drink, and money.  So what with one thing what
with another I was rich enough to leave Goldburg and fall to my journey
unto Utterbol; since I misdoubted me from the first that the caytiff
who had slain my brother was the Lord thereof.

"But one day when I went into the market-place I found a great stir and
clutter there; some folk, both men and women screeching and fleeing,
and some running to bows and other weapons.  So I caught hold of one of
the fleers, and asked him what was toward; and he cried out, 'Loose me!
let me go! he is loose, he is loose!'

"'Who is loose, fool?' quoth I. 'The lion,' said he, and therewith in
the extremity of his terror tore himself away from me and fled.  By
this time the others also had got some distance away from me, and I was
left pretty much alone.  So I went forth on a little, looking about me,
and sure enough under one of the pillars of the cloister beneath the
market-house (the great green pillar, if thou mindest it), lay crouched
a huge yellow lion, on the carcase of a goat, which he had knocked
down, but would not fall to eating of amidst all that cry and hubbub.

"Now belike one thing of me thou wottest not, to wit, that I have a
gift that wild things love and will do my bidding.  The house-mice will
run over me as I lie awake looking on them; the small birds will perch
on my shoulders without fear; the squirrels and hares will gambol about
quite close to me as if I were but a tree; and, withal, the fiercest
hound or mastiff is tame before me.  Therefore I feared not this lion,
and, moreover, I looked to it that if I might tame him thoroughly, he
would both help me to live as a jongleur, and would be a sure ward to
me.

"So I walked up towards him quietly, till he saw me and half rose up
growling; but I went on still, and said to him in a peaceable voice:
'How now, yellow mane! what aileth thee? down with thee, and eat thy
meat.' So he sat down to his quarry again, but growled still, and I
went up close to him, and said to him:  'Eat in peace and safety, am I
not here?' And therewith I held out my bare hand unclenched to him, and
he smelt to it, and straightway began to be peaceable, and fell to
tearing the goat, and devouring it, while I stood by speaking to him
friendly.

"But presently I saw weapons glitter on the other side of the square
place, and men with bended bows.  The yellow king saw them also, and
rose up again and stood growling; then I strove to quiet him, and said,
'These shall not harm thee.'

"Therewith the men cried out to me to come away, for they would shoot:
But I called out; 'Shoot not yet! but tell me, does any man own this
beast?' 'Yea,' said one, 'I own him, and happy am I that he doth not
own me.' Said I, 'Wilt thou sell him?'  'Yea' said he, 'if thou livest
another hour to tell down the money.'  Said I, 'I am a tamer of wild
beasts, and if thou wilt sell this one at such a price, I will rid thee
of him.' The man yeasaid this, but kept well aloof with his fellows,
who looked on, handling their weapons.

"Then I turned to my new-bought thrall and bade him come with me, and
he followed me like a dog to his cage, which was hard by; and I shut
him in there, and laid down the money to his owner; and folk came round
about, and wondered, and praised me.  But I said:  'My masters, have ye
naught of gifts for the tamer of beasts, and the deliverer of men?'
Thereat they laughed: but they brought me money and other goods, till I
had gotten far more than I had given for the lion.

"Howbeit the next day the officers of the Porte came and bade me avoid
the town of Goldburg, but gave me more money withal.  I was not loth
thereto, but departed, riding a little horse that I had, and leading my
lion by a chain, though when I was by he needed little chaining.

"So that without more ado I took the road to Utterbol, and wheresoever
I came, I had what was to be had that I would; neither did any man fall
on me, or on my lion.  For though they might have shot him or slain him
with many spear-thrusts, yet besides that they feared him sorely, they
feared me still more; deeming me some mighty sending from their Gods.

"Thus came I to Utterness, and found it poor and wretched, (as
forsooth, it yet is, but shall not be so for long). But the House of
Utterbol is exceeding fair and stately (as thou mightest have learned
from others, my master,) and its gardens, and orchards, and acres, and
meadows as goodly as may be.  Yea, a very paradise; yet the dwellers
therein as if it were hell, as I saw openly with mine own eyes.

"To be short, the fame of me and my beast had somehow gone before me,
and when I came to the House, I was dealt with fairly, and had good
entertainment: and this all the more, as the Lord was away for a while,
and the life of folk not so hard by a great way as it had been if he
had been there: but the Lady was there in the house, and on the morrow
of my coming by her command, I brought my lion before her window and
made him come and go, and fetch and carry at my bidding, and when I had
done my play she bade me up into her bower, and bade me sit and had me
served with wine, while she asked me many questions as to my country
and friends, and whence and whither I was; and I answered her with the
very sooth, so far as the sooth was handy; and there was with her but
one of her women, even thy friend Agatha, fair sir.

"Methought both that this Queen was a fair woman, and that she looked
kindly upon me, and at last she said, sighing, that she were well at
ease if her baron were even such a man as I, whereas the said Lord was
fierce and cruel, and yet a dastard withal.  But the said Agatha turned
on her, and chided her, as one might with a child, and said: 'Hold thy
peace of thy loves and thy hates before a very stranger!  Or must I
leave yet more of my blood on the pavement of the White Pillar, for the
pleasure of thy loose tongue?  Come out now, mountain-carle!'

"And she took me by the hand and led me out, and when we had passed the
door and it was shut, she turned to me and said: 'Thou, if I hear any
word abroad of what my Lady has just spoken, I shall know that thou
hast told it, and though I be but a thrall, yea, and of late a
mishandled one, yet am I of might enough in Utterbol to compass thy
destruction.'

"I laughed in her face and went my ways:  and thereafter I saw many
folk and showed them my beast, and soon learned two things clearly.

"And first that the Lord and the Lady were now utterly at variance.
For a little before he had come home, and found a lack in his
household--to wit, how a certain fair woman whom he had but just got
hold of, and whom he lusted after sorely, was fled away.  And he laid
the wyte thereof on his Lady, and threatened her with death: and when
he considered that he durst not slay her, or torment her (for he was
verily but a dastard), he made thy friend Agatha pay for her under
pretence of wringing a true tale out of her.

"Now when I heard this story I said to myself that I should hear that
other one of the slaying of my brother, and even so it befell.  For I
came across a man who told me when and how the Lord came by the said
damsel (whom I knew at once could be none other than thou, Lady,) and
how he had slain my brother to get her, even as doubtless thou knowest,
Lord Ralph.

"But the second thing which I learned was that all folk at Utterbol,
men and women, dreaded the home-coming of this tyrant; and that there
was no man but would have deemed it a good deed to slay him.  But,
dastard as he was, use and wont, and the fear that withholdeth rebels,
and the doubt that draweth back slaves, saved him; and they dreaded him
moreover as a devil rather than a man.  Forsooth one of the men there,
who looked upon me friendly, who had had tidings of this evil beast
drawing near, spake to me a word of warning, and said:  'Friend
lion-master, take heed to thyself!  For I fear for thee when the Lord
cometh home and findeth thee here; lest he let poison thy lion and slay
thee miserably afterward.'

"Well, in three days from that word home cometh the Lord with a rout of
his spearmen, and some dozen of captives, whom he had taken.  And the
morrow of his coming, he, having heard of me, sent and bade me showing
the wonder of the Man and the Lion; therefore in the bright morning I
played with the lion under his window as I had done by the Queen.  And
after I had played some while, and he looking out of the window, he
called to me and said:  'Canst thou lull thy lion to sleep, so that
thou mayst leave him for a little?  For I would fain have thee up here.'

"I yeasaid that, and chid the beast, and then sang to him till he lay
down and slept like a hound weary with hunting.  And then I went up
into the Lord's chamber; and as it happed, all the while of my playing
I had had my short-sword naked in my hand, and thus, I deem without
noting it, yet as weird would, I came before the tyrant, where he sat
with none anigh him save this Otter and another man-at-arms. But when I
saw him, all the blood within me that was come of one mother with my
brother's blood stirred within me, and I set my foot on the foot-pace
of this murderer's chair, and hove up my short-sword, and clave his
skull, in front and with mine own hand: not as he wrought, not as he
wrought with my brother.

"Then I turned about to Otter (who had his sword in his fist when it
was too late) till he should speak.  Hah Otter, what didst thou say?"

Otter laughed:  Quoth he, "I said:  thus endeth the worst man in the
world.  Well done, lion-tamer! thou art no ill guest, and hast paid on
the nail for meat, drink and lodging.  But what shall we do now?  Then
thou saidst; 'Well, I suppose thou wilt be for slaying me.' 'Nay,' said
I, 'We will not slay thee; at least not for this, nor now, nor without
terms.'  Thou saidst:  'Perchance then thou wilt let me go free, since
this man was ill-beloved: yea, and he owed me a life.' 'Nay, nay,' said
I, 'not so fast, good beast-lord.' 'Why not?' saidst thou, 'I can see
of thee that thou art a valiant man, and whereas thou hast been captain
of the host, and the men-at-arms will lightly do thy bidding, why
shouldest thou not sit in the place of this man, and be Lord of
Utterbol?'

"'Nay nay,' said I, 'it will not do, hearken thou rather: For here I
give thee the choice of two things, either that thou be Lord of
Utterbol, or that we slay thee here and now.  For we be two men
all-armed.'

"Thou didst seem to ponder it a while, and then saidst at last: 'Well,
I set not out on this journey with any such-like intent; yet will I not
wrestle with weird.  Only I forewarn thee that I shall change the days
of Utterbol.'

"'It will not be for the worst then,' quoth I. 'So now go wake up thy
lion, and lead him away to his den:  and we will presently send him
this carrion for a reward of his jonglery.' 'Gramercy, butcher,' saidst
thou, 'I am not for thy flesh-meat to-day. I was forewarned that the
poor beast should be poisoned at this man's home-coming, and so will he
be if he eat of this dastard; he will not outlive such a dinner.'
Thereat we all laughed heartily."

"Yea," said Bull, "So I went to lead away the lion when thou hadst
bidden me return in an hours' wearing, when all should be ready for my
Lordship.  And thou wert not worse than thy word, for when I came into
that court again, there were all the men-at-arms assembled, and the
free carles, and the thralls; and the men-at-arms raised me on a
shield, set a crowned helm on my head, and thrust a great sword into my
hand, and hailed me by the name of the Bull of Utterbol, Lord of the
Waste and the Wildwood, and the Mountain-side: and then thou, Otter,
wert so simple as to kneel before me and name thyself my man, and take
the girding on of sword at my hand.  Then even as I was I went in to my
Lady and told her the end of my tale, and in three minutes she lay in
my arms, and in three days in my bed as my wedded wife.  As to Agatha,
when I had a little jeered her, I gave her rich gifts and good lands,
and freedom, to boot her for her many stripes.  And lo there, King's
Son and Sweet Lady, the end of all my tale."

"Yea," quoth Otter, "saving this, that even already thou has raised up
Utterbol from Hell to Earth, and yet meseemeth thou hast good-will to
raise it higher."

Bull reddened at his word, and said:  "Tush, man! praise the day when
the sun has set."  Then he turned to Ralph, and said: "Yet couldst thou
at whiles put in a good word for me here and there amongst the folks
that thou shalt pass through on thy ways home, I were fain to know that
I had a well-speaking friend abroad." "We shall do no less," said
Ralph; and Ursula spake in like wise.

So they talked together merrily a while longer, till night began to
grow old, and then went to their chambers in all content and
good-liking.



CHAPTER 6

They Ride From Vale Turris.  Redhead Tells of Agatha


On the morrow when they arose, Ralph heard the sound of horses and the
clashing of arms:  he went to the window, and looked out, and saw how
the spears stood up thick together at the Tower's foot, and knew that
these were the men who were to be his fellows by the way.  Their
captain he saw, a big man all-armed in steel, but himseemed that he
knew his face under his sallet, and presently saw that it was Redhead.
He was glad thereof, and clad himself hastily, and went out a-doors,
and went up to him and hailed him, and Redhead leapt off his horse, and
cast his arms about Ralph, and made much of him, and said: "It is good
for sore eyes to see thee, lord; and I am glad at heart that all went
well with thee that time.  Although, forsooth, there was guile behind
it.  Yet whereas I wotted nothing thereof, which I will pray thee to
believe, and whereas thou hast the gain of all, I deem thou mayst
pardon me."

Said Ralph:  "Thou hast what pardon of me thou needest; so be content.
For the rest, little need is there to ask if thou thrivest, for I
behold thee glad and well honoured."

As they spoke came the Lord forth from the Tower, and said: "Come thou,
Lord Ralph, and eat with us ere thou takest to the road; I mean with
Otter and me.  As for thee, Redhead, if aught of ill befall this King's
Son under thy way-leading, look to it that thou shalt lose my good word
with Agatha; yea, or gain my naysay herein; whereby thou shalt miss
both fee and fair dame."

Redhead looked sheepishly on Ralph at that word, yet winked at him
also, as if it pleased him to be jeered concerning his wooing; so that
Ralph saw how the land lay, and that the guileful handmaid was not ill
content with that big man.  So he smiled kindly on him and nodded, and
went back with Bull into the Tower.  There they sat down all to meat
together; and when they were done with their victual, Bull spake, and
said to Ralph: "Fair King's Son, is this then the last sight of thee?
wilt thou never come over the mountains again?"  Said Ralph:  "Who
knoweth?  I am young yet, and have drunk of the Water of the Well."
Bull grew somewhat pensive and said:  "Yea, thou meanest that thou
mayest come back and find me no longer here.  Yet if thou findest but
my grave-mound, yet mayhappen thou shalt come on something said or sung
of me, which shall please thee.  For I will tell thee, that thou hast
changed my conditions; how, I wot not."

"Thy word is good," said Ralph, "yet I meant not that; never should I
come to Utterbol if I looked not to find thee living there." Bull
smiled on him as though he loved him, and said: "This is well spoken; I
shall look to see thee before I die."

Then said Ursula:  "Lord of Utterbol, this also thou mayst think on,
that it is no further from Utterbol to Upmeads than from Upmeads to
Utterbol." The Lord laughed and said:  "Sooth is that; and were but my
Bull here, as I behold you I should be of mind to swear by him to come
and see you at Upmeads ere ten years have worn."

Then she put forth her hand and said:  "Swear by this!" So he took it
and swore the oath; but the Sage of Swevenham said: "This oath thou
shalt keep to the gain and not the loss both of thee and of thy friends
of Upmeads."

Thus were they fain of each other, and Ralph saw how Bull's heart was
grown big, and he rejoiced thereat.  But anon he arose and said: "Now,
Lord, we ask leave to depart for the way is long, and mayhappen my
kindred now lack a man's helping."  Then Bull stood up and called for
his horse, and Otter also, and they all went forth and gat a-horseback
and rode away from Vale Turris, and Redhead rode behind them humbly,
till it was noon and they made stay for meat.  Then after they had
broken bread together and drunk a cup Bull and Otter kissed the
wayfarers, and bade them farewell and so rode back to Vale Turris, and
Ralph and Ursula and the Sage tarried not but rode on their ways.

But anon Ralph called to Redhead, and bade him ride beside them that
they might talk together, and he came up with them, and Ursula greeted
him kindly, and they were merry one with another.  And Ralph said to
Redhead:  "Friend captain, thou art exceeding in humility not to ride
with the Lord or Captain Otter; save for chance-hap, I see not that
thou art worser than they."

Redhead grinned, and said:  "Well, as to Otter, that is all true; but
as for Lord Bull it is another matter; I wot not but his kindred may be
as good or better than any in these east parts.  In any case, he hath
his kin and long descent full often in his mouth, while I am but a
gangrel body.  Howbeit it is all one, whereas whatso he or Otter bid
any man to do, he doeth it, but my bidding may be questioned at whiles.
And look you, lord, times are not ill, so wherefore should I risk a
change of days?  Sooth to say, both these great lords have done well by
me."

Ralph laughed:  "And better will they do, as thou deemest; give thee
Agatha, to wit?"  "Yea, fair sir," quoth Redhead.  "No great gift, that
seemeth to me, for thy valiancy," said Ralph; "she is guileful enough
and loose enough for a worse man than thee."

"Lord," said Redhead, "even of her thou shalt say what pleaseth thee;
but no other man shall say of her what pleaseth me not.  For all that
is come and gone she is true and valiant, and none may say that she is
not fair and sweet enough for a better man than me; and my great good
luck it is that, as I hope, she looketh no further for a better."

Ursula said:  "Is it so, perchance, that now she is free and hath
naught to fear, she hath no need for guile?" "Hail to thee for thy
word, lady," quoth Redhead; and then he was silent, glooming somewhat
on Ralph.

But Ralph said:  "Nay, my friend, I meant no harm, but I was wondering
what had befallen to bring you two so close together."

"It was fear and pain, and the helping of each other that wrought it,"
said Redhead.  Said Ursula:  "Good Captain, how was it that she escaped
the uttermost of evil at the tyrant's hands? since from all that I have
heard, it must needs be that he laid the blame on her (working for her
mistress) of my flight from Utterbol."

"Even so it was, lady," said Redhead; "but, as thou wottest belike, she
had got it spread abroad that she was cunning in sorcery, and that her
spell would not end when her life ended; nay, that he to whom her ghost
should bear ill-will, and more especially such an one as might compass
her death, should have but an ill time of it while he lived, which
should not be long.  This tale, which, sooth to say, I myself helped to
spread, the Lord of Utterbol trowed in wholly, so cunningly was it
told; so that, to make a long story short, he feared her, and feared
her more dead than living.  So that when he came home, and found thee
gone, lady, he did indeed deem that thy flight was of Agatha's
contrivance.  And this the more because his nephew (he whom thou didst
beguile; I partly guess how) told him a made-up tale how all was done
by the spells of Agatha.  For this youth was of all men, not even
saving his uncle, most full of malice; and he hated Agatha, and would
have had her suffer the uttermost of torments and he to be standing by
the while; howbeit his malice overshot itself, since his tale made her
even more of a witch than the lord deemed before."

"Yea," said Ursula, "and what hath befallen that evil young man,
Captain?"  Said Redhead:  "It is not known to many, lady; but two days
before the slaying of his uncle, I met him in a wood a little way from
Utterbol, and, the mood being on me I tied him neck and heels and cast
him, with a stone round his neck, into a deep woodland pool hight the
Ram's Bane, which is in that same wood.  Well, as to my tale of Agatha.
When the lord came home first, he sent for her, and his rage had so
mastered his fear for a while that his best word was scourge and rack
and <DW19>; but she was, outwardly, so calm and cold, smiling on him
balefully, that he presently came to himself, a found that fear was in
his belly, and that he might not do what he would with her; wherefore
he looked to it that however she were used (which was ill enough, God
wot!) she should keep the soul in her body.  And at last the fear so
mounted into his head that he made peace with her, and even craved
forgiveness of her and gave her gifts.  She answered him sweetly
indeed, yet so as he (and all others who were bystanding, of whom I was
one,) might well see that she deemed she owed him a day in harvest.  As
for me, he heeded me naught, and I lay low all I might.  And in any
wise we wore the time till the great day of deliverance."

Therewith dropped the talk about Agatha, when they had bidden him all
luck in his life.  Forsooth, they were fain of his words, and of his
ways withal.  For he was a valiant man, and brisk, and one who forgat
no benefit, and was trusty as steel; merry-hearted withal, and kind and
ready of speech despite his uplandish manners, which a life not a
little rude had thrust on him.



CHAPTER 7

Of Their Riding the Waste, and of a Battle Thereon


They slept in no house that night nor for many nights after; for they
were now fairly on the waste.  They bore with them a light tent for
Ursula's lodging benights, and the rest of them slept on the field as
they might; or should they come to a thicket or shaw, they would lodge
them there softly.  Victual and drink failed them not, for they bore
what they needed on sumpter-horses, and shot some venison on the way
withal.  They saw but few folk; for the most part naught save a fowler
of the waste, or a peat-cutter, who stood to look on the men-at-arms
going by, and made obeisance to the token of Utterbol.

But on a time, the fifth day of their journey, they saw, in the
morning, spears not a few standing up against a thicket-side in the
offing.  Redhead looked under the sharp of his hand, and laughed as
though he were glad, and said:  "I know not clearly what these may be,
but it looketh like war.  Now, knight, this is best to do: hold with
thee three of our best men, so that ye may safe guard the Lady, and I
with the others will prick on and look into this."

"Nay," said Ralph, "thou mayst yet be apaid of a man's aid; and if
there be strokes on sale in the cheaping-stead yonder, I will deal
along with thee.  Leave thy three men with the Lady, and let us on; we
shall soon be back."

"Nay once more, dear lord," quoth Ursula, "I fear to be left alone of
thee, and it is meet that thou free me from fear.  I will ride with
you, but three horse-lengths behind, so as not to hinder you.  I have
been worse bestead than this shall be."

"It is good," quoth Redhead, "let her ride with us: for why should she
suffer the pain of fear in the lonely waste?  But let her do on a
hauberk over her coats, and steel coif over her head, for shaft and
bolt will ofttimes go astray."

Even so they did, and rode forward, and presently they saw the spearmen
that they were somewhat more than their company, and that they were
well mounted on black horses and clad in black armour.  Then they drew
rein for awhile and Redhead scanned them again and said: "Yea, these
are the men of the brother of thy hot wooer, Lady Ursula, whom I cooled
in the Ram's Bane, but a man well nigh as old as his uncle, though he
hath not made men tremble so sore, albeit he be far the better man, a
good warrior, a wise leader, a reiver and lifter well wrought at all
points.  Well, 'tis not unlike that we shall have to speak to his men
again, either out-going or home-coming: so we had best kill as many of
these as we may now.  Do on thy sallet, my lord; and thou,
Michael-a-green shake out the Bull; and thou, our Noise, blow a point
of war that they may be warned.  God to aid! but they be ready and
speedy!"

In sooth even as the pennon of the Bull ran down the wind and the
Utterbol horn was winded, the Black men-at-arms came on at a trot, and
presently with a great screeching yell cast their spears into the rest,
and spurred on all they might, while a half score of bowmen who had
come out of the thicket bent their bows and fell a-shooting. But now
the men of Utterbol spurred to meet the foe, and as Redhead cast his
spear into the rest, he said to Ralph: "Glad am I that thy Lady is
anear to see me, for now I worship her."

Therewith the two bands met, and whereas on neither side was the armour
very stout, some men of either band were hurt or slain at once with
spearthrust; though, save for Ralph, they did not run straight on each
other; but fenced and foined with their spears deftly enough.  As for
Ralph, he smote a tall man full on the breast and pierced him through
and through, and then pulled out the Upmeads blade and smote on the
right hand and the left, so that none came anigh him willingly.

Shortly to say it, in five minutes' time the Black Riders were fleeing
all over the field with them of Utterbol at their heels, and the bowmen
ran back again into the wood.  But one of the foemen as he fled cast a
javelin at a venture, and who should be before it save Ursula, so that
she reeled in her saddle, and would have fallen downright but for one
of the Utterbol fellows who stayed her, and got her gently off her
horse.  This Ralph saw not, for he followed far in the chase, and was
coming back somewhat slowly along with Redhead, who was hurt, but not
sorely.  So when he came up, and saw Ursula sitting on the grass with
four or five men about her, he sickened for fear; but she rose up and
came slowly and pale-faced to meet him, and said:  "Fear not, beloved,
for steel kept out steel: I have no scratch or point or edge on me."
So therewith he kissed her, and embraced her, and was glad.

The Utterbol Riders had slain sixteen of their foemen; for they took
none to mercy, and four of their band were slain outright, and six
hurt, but not grievously.  So they tarried awhile on the field of deed
to rest them and tend their wounded men, and so rode on again heedfully.

But Redhead spake:  "It is good to see thee tilting, King's Son.  I
doubt me I shall never learn thy downright thrust.  Dost thou remember
how sorry a job I made of it, when we met in the lists at Vale Turris
that other day?"

"Yea, yea," said Ralph.  "Thou were best let that flea stick on the
wall.  For to-day, at least, I have seen thee play at sharps deftly
enough."

Quoth Redhead:  "Lord, it is naught, a five minutes' scramble.  That
which trieth a man, is to fight and overcome, and straight have to
fight with fresh foemen, and yet again, till ye long for dark night to
cover you--yea, or even death."

"Warrior-like and wisely thou speakest," said Ralph; "and whoever thou
servest thou shalt serve well.  And now once more I would it were me."

Redhead shook his head at that word, and said:  "I would it might be
so; but it will not be so as now."

Forth on they rode, and slept in a wood that night, keeping good watch;
but saw no more of the Black Riders for that time.

On a day thereafter when it was nigh evening, Ralph looked about, and
saw a certain wood on the edge of a plain, and he stayed Ursula, and
said: "Look round about, beloved; for this is the very field whereas I
was betrayed into the hands of the men of Utterbol."  She smiled on him
and said: "Let me light down then, that I may kiss the earth of that
kind field, where thou wert not stayed over long, but even long enough
that we might meet in the dark wood thereafter."

"Sweetling," said Ralph, "this mayst thou do and grieve no man, not
even for a little.  For lo you! the captain is staying the
sumpter-beasts, and it is his mind, belike, that we shall sleep in
yonder wood to-night." Therewith he lighted down and she in likewise:
then he took her by the hand and led her on a few yards, and said: "Lo,
beloved, this quicken-tree; hereby it was that the tent was pitched
wherein I lay the night when I was taken."

She looked on him shyly and said:  "Wilt thou not sleep here once more
to-night?"

"Yea, well-beloved," said he, "I will bid them pitch thy tent on this
same place, that I may smell the wild thyme again, as I did that other
while."

So there on the field of his ancient grief they rested that night in
all love and content.



CHAPTER 8

Of Goldburg Again, and the Queen Thereof


Next day they went forth through the country wherethrough Morfinn had
led Ralph into captivity; and Redhead rode warily; for there were many
passes which looked doubtful:  but whether the ill men feared to meddle
with them, or however it were, none waylaid them, and they all came
safely to the gate of Goldburg, the towers whereof were full of folk
looking forth on them.  So they displayed their pennon, and rode into
the street, where folk pressed about them in friendly wise; for the new
Lord of Utterbol had made firm and fast peace with Goldburg.  So they
rode to the hostel, and gat them victual, and rested in peace that
night.  But Ralph wondered whether the Queen would send for him when
she heard of his coming back again, and he hoped that she would let him
be; for he was ashamed when he thought of her love for him, and how
that he had clean forgotten her till he was close to Goldburg again.

But when morning was come Ralph spake to Redhead and asked him how he
should do to wage men for the homeward journey on thence; and Redhead
said:  "I have already seen the Clerk of the Porte, and he will be here
in an hour with the license for thee to wage men to go with thee to
Cheaping Knowe.  As for me, I must needs go see the King, and give him
a letter sealed by my lord's hand; and when I come back from him, I
will go round to the alehouses which be haunted of the men-at-arms to
see after strong carles for thine avail.  But to the King hast thou no
need to go, save he send for thee, whereas thou art not come hither to
chaffer, and he needeth not men of war."

Ralph stared at him and said:  "The King, sayst thou? is there no Queen
of Goldburg?"  Said Redhead:  "There is the King's wedded wife, but her
they call not Queen, but Lady." "But the Queen that was," said Ralph,
"where is she then?" "Yea truly," said Redhead, "a Queen sat alone as
ruler here a while ago; but whether she died, or what befell her, I
know nothing.  I had little to do with Goldburg till our lord conquered
Utterbol.  Lo here the host! he may tell thee the tale thereof."

Therewith he departed, and left Ralph with the host, whom Ralph
questioned of the story, for his heart was wrung lest such a fair woman
and so friendly should have come to harm.

So the host sat down by Ralph and said:  "My master, this is a tale
which is grievous to us:  for though the saints forbid I should say a
word against my lord that is now, nor is there any need to, yet we
deemed us happy to be under so dear a lady and so good and fair as she
was.  Well, she is gone so that we wot not whether she be living or
dead.  For so it is that in the early spring, somewhat more than a year
ago that is, one morning when folk arose, the Queen's place was empty.
Riding and running there was about and about, but none the more was she
found.  Forsooth as time wore, tales were told of what wise she left
us, and why:  but she was gone.  Well, fair sir, many deemed that
though her lineage was known by seeming, yet she was of the fairy, and
needed neither steed nor chariot to go where she would.  But her women
and those that knew her best, deemed that whatso she were, she had
slain herself, as they thought, for some unhappiness of love.  For
indeed she had long gone about sad and distraught, though she neither
wept, nor would say one word of her sorrow, whatsoever it might be.

"But, fair sir, since thou art a stranger, and art presently departing
from our city, I will tell thee a thing.  To wit; one month or so after
she had vanished away, I held talk with a certain old fisherman of our
water, and he told me that on that same night of her vanishing, as he
stood on the water-side handing the hawser of his barque, and the sail
was all ready to be sheeted home, there came along the shore a woman
going very swiftly, who, glancing about her, as if to see that there
was none looking on or prying, came up to him, and prayed him in a
sweet voice for instant passage down the water.  Wrapped she was in a
dark cloak and a cowl over her head, but as she put forth her hand to
give him gold, he saw even by the light of his lantern that it was
exceeding fair, and that great gems flashed from the finger-rings, and
that there was a great gold ring most precious on her arm.

"He yeasaid her asking, partly because of her gold, partly (as he told
me) that he feared her, deeming her to be of the fairy.  Then she
stepped over his gangway of one board on to his boat, and as he held
the lantern low down to light her, lest she should make a false step
and fall into the water, he noted (quoth he) that a golden shoe all
begemmed came out from under gown-hem and that the said hem was
broidered thickly with pearl and jewels.

"Small was his barque, and he alone with the woman, and there was a
wind in the March night, and the stream is swift betwixt the quays of
our city; so that by night and cloud they made much way down the water,
and at sunrise were sailing through the great wood which lieth hence a
twenty leagues seaward.  So when the sun was risen she stood up in the
fore part of the boat, and bade him turn the barque toward the shore,
and even as the bows ran upon the sand, she leapt out and let the
thicket cover her; nor have any of Goldburg seen her since, or the
Queen.  But for my part I deem the woman to have been none other than
the Queen.  Seest thou then! she is gone: but the King Rainald her
cousin reigns in her stead, a wise man, and a mighty, and no tyrant or
skinner of the people."

Ralph heard and pondered, and was exceeding sorry, and more had he been
but for the joyousness which came of the Water of the Well.  Howbeit he
might not amend it:  for even were he to seek for the Queen and find
her, it might well be worse than letting it be.  For he knew (when he
thought of her) that she loved him, and how would it be if she might
not outwear her love, or endure the days of Goldburg, and he far away?
This he said to himself, which he might not have said to any other soul.



CHAPTER 9

They Come to Cheaping Knowe Once More.  Of the King Thereof


Toward evening comes Redhead, and tells Ralph how he hired him a dozen
men-at-arms to follow him well-weaponed to Cheaping Knowe: withal he
counselled him to take a good gift with him to that same town to buy
the good will of the King there; who was a close-fist and a cruel lord.

Afterwards they sat together in the court of that fair house before
good wine, Ralph and Ursula, and Redhead and the Sage of Swevenham, and
spake of many things, and were merry and kind together.  But on the
morrow Redhead departed from Goldburg with his men, and he loth to
depart, and they gave him farewell lovingly.  Thereafter Ralph's new
men came to him in the hostelry, and he feasted them and did well to
them, so that they praised him much.  Then he gat him victuals and
sumpter-horses for the journey, and bought good store of bows and
arrows withal.  Furthermore he took heed to Redhead's word and bought a
goodly gift of silver vessel and fine cloth for the King of Cheaping
Knowe.

The day after he and his company departed from Goldburg toward the
mountains, which they passed unfought and unwaylaid: partly because
they were a band of stout men, and partly because a little before there
had been a great overthrow of the wild men of those mountains at the
hands of the men of Goldburg and the Chapmen; so that now the
mountain-men lay close, and troubled none that rode with any force.

On the way they failed not to pass by the place where they had erst
found Bull Nosy slain:  there they saw his howe, heaped up exceeding
high, covered in with earth, whereon the grass was now beginning to
grow, and with a great standing stone on the top thereof, whereon was
graven the image of a bull, with a sword thereunder; whereby the
wayfarers wotted that this had been done in his memory by his brother,
the new Lord of Utterbol.

So they came down out of the mountains to Whiteness, where they had
good entertainment, but tarried not save for one night, riding their
ways betimes to Cheaping Knowe: and they came before the gate thereof
safe and sound on the third day; and slept in the hostelry of the
chapmen.  On the morrow Ralph went up to the King's Castle with but
three men unweaponed bearing the gift which he had got for the King.
Albeit he sent not away his men-at-arms till he should know how the
King was minded towards him.

As he went he saw in the streets sad tokens of the lord's cruel
justice, as handless men, fettered, dragging themselves about, and folk
hung up before chapmen's booths, and whipping-cheer, and the pillar,
and such like.  But whereas he might not help he would not heed, but
came right to the Castle-gate, and entered easily when he had told his
errand, for gift-bearing men are not oftenest withstood.

He was brought straightway into the great hall, where sat the King on
his throne amidst the chiefs of the Porte, and his captains and
sergeants, who were, so to say, his barons, though they were not barons
of lineage, but masterful men who were wise to do his bidding.

As he went up the hall he saw a sort of poor caytiffs, women as well as
men, led away from the high-place in chains by bailiffs and tipstaves;
and he doubted not that these were for torments or maiming and death;
and thought it were well might he do them some good.

Being come to the King, he made his obeisance to him, and craved his
good will and leave to wage men-at-arms to bring him through the
mountains.

The King was a tall man, a proper man of war; long-legged, black
bearded, and fierce-eyed. Some word he had heard of Ralph's gift,
therefore he was gracious to him; he spake and said:  "Thou hast come
across the mountains a long way, fair Sir; prithee on what errand?"
Answered Ralph:  "For no errand, lord, save to fare home to mine own
land." "Where is thine own land?" said the King, stretching out his
legs and lying back in his chair.  "West-away, lord, many a mile," said
Ralph.  "Yea," quoth the King, "and how far didst thou go beyond the
mountains?  As far as Utterbol?"  Said Ralph:  "Yet further, but not to
Utterbol." "Hah!" said the King, "who goeth beyond Utterbol must have a
great errand; what was thine?"

Ralph thought for a moment, and deemed it best to say as little as he
might concerning Ursula; so he answered, and his voice grew loud and
bold: "I was minded to drink a draught of the WELL at the WORLD'S END,
and even so I did."  As he spake, he drew himself up, and his brows
were knit a little, but his eyes sparkled from under them, and his
cheeks were bright and rosy.  He half drew the sword from the scabbard,
and sent it back rattling, so that the sound of it went about the hall;
he upreared his head and looked around him on this and that one of the
warriors of the aliens, and he sniffed the air into his nostrils as he
stood alone amongst them, and set his foot down hard on the floor of
the King's hall, and his armour rattled upon him.

But the King sat bolt upright in his chair and stared Ralph's face; and
the warriors and lords and merchants fell back from Ralph and stood in
an ordered rank on either side of him and bent their heads before him.
None spoke till the King said in a hoarse voice, but lowly and
wheedling: "Tell us, fair Sir, what is it that we can do to pleasure
thee?"

"King," said Ralph, "I am not here to take gifts but to give them
rather: yet since thou biddest me I will crave somewhat of thee, that
thou mayst be the more content:  and moreover the giving shall cost
thee nothing: I crave of thee to give me life and limb and freedom for
the poor folk whom I saw led down the hall by thy tipstaves, even now.
Give me that or nothing."  The King scowled, but he spake: "This is
indeed a little gift of thee to take; yet to none else save thee had I
given it."

Therewith he spake to a man beside him and said:  "Go thou, set them
free, and if any hurt hath befallen them thy life shall answer for it.
Is it enough, fair Sir, and have we thy goodwill?" Ralph laughed for
joy of his life and his might, and he answered: "King, this is the
token of my goodwill; fear naught of me." And he turned to his men, and
bade them bright forth the gift of Goldburg and open it before the
King; and they did so.  But when the King cast eyes on the wares his
face was gladdened, for he was a greedy wolf, and whoso had been close
to his mouth would have heard him mutter:  "So mighty! yet so wealthy!"
But he thanked Ralph aloud and in smooth words.  And Ralph made
obeisance to him again, and then turned and went his ways down the
hall, and was glad at heart that he had become so mighty a man, for all
fell back before him and looked on him with worship.  Howbeit he had
looked on the King closely and wisely, and deemed that he was both
cruel and guileful, so that he rejoiced that he had spoken naught of
Ursula, and he was minded to keep her within gates all the while they
abode at Cheaping-Knowe.

When he came to the hostel he called his men-at-arms together and asked
them how far they would follow him, and with one voice they said all
that they would go with him whereso he would, so that it were not
beyond reason.  So they arrayed them for departure on the morrow, and
were to ride out of gates about mid-morning. So wore the day to
evening; but ere the night was old came a man asking for Ralph, as one
who would have a special alms of him, a poor man by seeming, and evilly
clad.  But when Ralph was alone with him, the poor man did him to wit
that for all his seeming wretchedness he was but disguised, and was in
sooth a man of worship, and one of the Porte.  Quoth he: "I am of the
King's Council, and I must needs tell thee a thing of the King: that
though he was at the first overawed and cowed by the majesty of thee, a
Friend of the Well, he presently came to himself, which was but ill; so
that what for greed, what for fear even, he is minded to send men to
waylay thee, some three leagues from the town, on your way to the
mountains, but ye shall easily escape his gin now I have had speech of
thee; for ye may take a by-road and fetch a compass of some twelve
miles, and get aback of the waylayers.  Yet if ye escape this first
ambush, unless ye are timely in riding early tomorrow it is not unlike
that he shall send swift riders to catch up with you ere ye come to the
mountains.  Now I am come to warn thee hereof, partly because I would
not have so fair a life spilt, which should yet do so well for the sons
of Adam, and partly also because I would have a reward of thee for my
warning and my wayleading, for I shall show thee the way and the road."

Said Ralph:  "Ask and fear not; for if I may trust thee I already owe
thee a reward."  "My name is Michael-a-dale," said the man, "and from
Swevenham I came hither, and fain would I go thither, and little hope I
have thereof save I go privily in some such band as thine, whereas the
tyrant holdeth me on pain, as well I know, of an evil death."

"I grant thine asking, friend," said Ralph; "and now thou wert best go
to thine house and truss what stuff thou mayst have with thee and come
back hither in the grey of the morning."

The man shook his head and said:  "Nay; here must I bide night-long,
and go out of gates amongst thy men-at-arms, and clad like one of them
with iron enough about me to hide the fashion of me; it were nowise
safe for me to go back into the town; for this tyrant wages many a spy:
yea, forsooth, I fear me by certain tokens that it is not all so
certain that I have not been spied upon already, and that it is known
that I have come to thee.  And I will tell thee that by hook or by
crook the King already knoweth somewhat of thee and of the woman who is
in thy company."

Ralph flushed red at that word, and felt his heart bound: but even
therewith came into them the Sage; and straightway Ralph took him apart
and told him on what errand the man was come, and ask him if he deemed
him trusty.  Then the Sage went up to Michael and looked him hard in
the face awhile, and then said: "Yea, honest he is unless the kindred
of Michael of the Hatch of Swevenham have turned thieves in the third
generation."

"Yea," said Michael, "and dost thou know the Hatch?"

"As I know mine own fingers," said the Sage; "and even so I knew it
years and years before thou wert born."  Therewith he told the
new-comer what he was, and the two men of Swevenham made joy of each
other.  And Ralph was fain of them, and went into the chamber wherein
sat Ursula, and told her how all things were going, and she said that
she would be naught but glad to leave that town, which seemed to her
like to Utterbol over again.



CHAPTER 10

An Adventure on the Way to the Mountains


On the morrow Ralph got his men together betimes and rode out a-gates,
and was little afraid that any should meddle with him within the town
or anigh it, and even so it turned out.  But Michael rode in the
company new clad, and with his head and face all hidden in a wide
sallet.  As for Ralph and Ursula, they were exceeding glad, and now
that their heads were turned to the last great mountains, it seemed to
them that they were verily going home, and they longed for the night,
that they might be alone together, and talk of all these matters in
each others' arms.

When they were out a-gates, they rode for two miles along the highway,
heedlessly enough by seeming, and then, as Michael bade, turned
suddenly into a deep and narrow lane, and forth on, as it led betwixt
hazelled banks and coppices of small wood, skirting the side of the
hills, so that it was late in the afternoon before they came into the
Highway again, which was the only road leading into the passes of the
mountains.  Then said Michael that now by all likelihood they had
beguiled the waylayers for that time; so they went on merrily till half
the night was worn, when they shifted for lodging in a little oak-wood
by the wayside.  There they lay not long, but were afoot betimes in the
morning, and rode swiftly daylong, and lay down at night on the wayside
with the less dread because they were come so far without hurt.

But on the third day, somewhat after noon, when they were come up above
the tilled upland and the land was rough and the ways steep, there lay
before them a dark wood swallowing up the road.  Thereabout Ralph
deemed that he saw weapons glittering ahead, but was not sure, for as
clear-sighted as he was.  So he stayed his band, and had Ursula into
the rearward, and bade all men look to their weapons, and then they
went forward heedfully and in good order, and presently not only Ralph,
but all of them could see men standing in the jaws of the pass with the
wood on either side of them, and though at first they doubted if these
were aught but mere strong-thieves, such as any wayfarers might come
on, they had gone but a little further when Michael knew them for the
riders of Cheaping Knowe.  "Yea," said the Sage of Swevenham, "it is
clear how it has been: when they found that we came not that first
morning, they had an inkling of what had befallen, and went forward
toward the mountains, and not back to Cheaping Knowe, and thus outwent
us while we were fetching that compass to give them the go-by:
wherefore I deem that some great man is with them, else had they gone
back to town for new orders."

"Well," said Ralph, "then will they be too many for us; so now will I
ride ahead and see if we may have peace." Said the Sage, "Yea, but be
wary, for thou hast to do with the guileful."

Then Ralph rode on alone till he was come within hail of those
waylayers.  Then he thrust his sword into the sheath, and cried out:
"Will any of the warriors in the wood speak with me; for I am the
captain of the wayfarers?"

Then rode out from those men a very tall man, and two with him, one on
either side, and he threw back the sallet from his face, and said:
"Wayfarer, all we have weapons in our hands, and we so many that thou
and thine will be in regard of us as the pips to the apple.  Wherefore,
yield ye!"  Quoth Ralph:  "Unto whom then shall I yield me?" Said the
other:  "To the men of the King of Cheaping Knowe." Then spake Ralph:
"What will ye do with us when we are yolden?  Shall we not pay ransom
and go our ways?"  "Yea," said the tall man, "and this is the ransom:
that ye give up into my hands my dastard who hath bewrayed me, and the
woman who wendeth in your company."

Ralph laughed; for by this time he knew the voice of the King, yea, and
the face of him under his sallet.  So he cried back in answer, and in
such wise as if the words came rather from his luck than from his
youth:  "Ho, Sir King!  beware beware! lest thou tremble when thou
seest the bare blade of the Friend of the Well more than thou
trembledst erst, when the blade was hidden in the sheath before the
throne of thine hall."

But the King cried out in a loud harsh voice.  "Thou, young man, beware
thou! and try not thy luck overmuch.  We are as many as these trees,
and thou canst not prevail over us.  Go thy ways free, and leave me
what thou canst not help leaving."

"Yea, fool," cried Ralph, "and what wilt thou do with these two?"

Said the King:  "The traitor I will flay, and the woman I will bed."

Scarce were the words out of his mouth ere Ralph gave forth a great cry
and drew his sword, set spurs to his horse, and gallopped on up the
road with all his band at his back for they had drawn anigh amidst this
talk.  But or ever they came on the foemen, they heard a great confused
cry of onset mingled with affright, and lo! the King threw up his arms,
and fell forward on his horse's neck with a great arrow through his
throat.

Ralph drave on sword in hand, crying out, "Home, home to Upmeads!" and
anon was amidst of the foe smiting on either hand.  His men followed,
shouting:  "Ho, for the Friend of the Well!" And amongst the foemen,
who were indeed very many, was huge dismay, so that they made but a
sorry defence before the band of the wayfarers, who knew not what to
make of it, till they noted that arrows and casting-spears were coming
out of the wood on either side, which smote none of them, but many of
the foemen.  Short was the tale, for in a few minutes there were no men
of the foe together save those that were fleeing down the road to
Cheaping Knowe.

Ralph would not suffer his men to follow the chase, for he wotted not
with whom he might have to deal besides the King's men.  He drew his
men together and looked round for Ursula, and saw that the Sage had
brought her up anigh him, and there she sat a-horseback, pale and
panting with the fear of death and joy of deliverance.

Now Ralph cried out from his saddle in a loud voice, and said: "Ho ye
of the arrows of the wood! ye have saved me from my foemen; where be
ye, and what be ye?"  Came a loud voice from out of the wood on the
right hand:  "Children, tell the warrior whose sons ye be!" Straightway
brake out a huge bellowing on either side of the road, as though the
wood were all full of great neat.

Then cried out Ralph:  "If ye be of the kindred of the Bull, ye will
belike be my friends rather than my foes.  Or have ye heard tell of
Ralph of Upmeads?  Now let your captain come forth and speak with me."

Scarce were the words out of his mouth ere a man came leaping forth
from out the wood, and stood before Ralph in the twilight of the
boughs, and Ralph noted of him that he was clad pretty much like to
Bull Shockhead of past time, save that he had a great bull's head for a
helm (which afterwards Ralph found out was of iron and leather) and a
great gold ring on his arm.

Then Ralph thrust his sword back into the sheath, and his folk handled
their weapons peaceably, while Ralph hailed the new-comer as Lord or
Duke of the Bulls.

"Belike," quoth the said chieftain, "thou wouldst wish to show me some
token, whereby we may wot that thou art that Friend of the Well and of
our kinsman concerning whom he sent us a message."

Then Ralph bethought him of the pouch with the knot of grass therein
which Bull Shockhead had given him at Goldburg; so he drew it out, and
gave it into the hand of the chieftain, who no sooner caught a glimpse
thereof than he said: "Verily our brother's hand hath met thine when he
gave thee this.  Yet forsooth, now that I look on thee, I may say that
scarce did I need token to tell me that thou wert the very man.  For I
can see thee, that thou art of great honour and worship, and thou didst
ride boldly against the foemen when thou knewest not that we had
waylaid thy waylayers.  Now I wot that there is no need to ask thee
whether thou wouldst get thee out of our mountains by the shortest
road, yet wilt thou make it little longer, and somewhat safer, if ye
will suffer us to lead thee by way of our dwelling." So Ralph yeasaid
his bidding without more words.

As they spake thus together the road both above and below was become
black with weaponed men, and some of Ralph's band looked on one
another, as though they doubted their new friends somewhat.  But the
Sage of Swevenham spoke to them and bade them fear nought.  "For," said
he, "so far as we go, who are now their friends, there is no guile in
these men."  The Bull captain heard him and said: "Thou sayest sooth,
old man; and I shall tell thee that scarce had a band like thine come
safe through the mountains, save by great good luck, without the leave
of us; for the fool with the crown that lieth there dead had of late
days so stirred up the Folks of the Fells through his grimness and
cruelty that we have been minded to stop everything bigger than a
cur-dog that might seek to pass by us, for at least so long as yonder
rascal should live.  But ye be welcome; so now let us to the road, for
the day weareth."

So the tribesmen gat them into order, and their Duke went on the left
side of Ralph, while Ursula rode on his right hand.  The Duke and all
his men were afoot, but they went easily and swiftly, as wolves trot.
As for the slain of the waylayers, of whom there were some threescore,
the Bull captain would do nought but let them lie on the road.  "For,"
said he, "there be wolves and lynxes enough in the wood, and the ravens
of the uplands, and the kites shall soon scent the carrion.  They shall
have burial soon enough.  Neither will we meddle with it; nay, not so
much as to hang the felon King's head at thy saddle-bow, lord."

By sunset they were out of the wood and on the side of a rough fell, so
they went no further, but lighted fires at the edge of the thicket, and
made merry round about them, singing their songs concerning the deeds
of their folk, and jesting withal, but not foully; and they roasted
venison of hart and hind at the fires, and they had with them wine, the
more part whereof they had found in the slain King's carriages, and
they made great feast to the wayfarers, and were exceeding fain of
them; after their fashion, whereas if a man were their friend he could
scarce be enough their friend, and if he were their foe, they could
never be fierce enough with him.



CHAPTER 11

They Come Through the Mountains Into the Plain


On the morrow early they all fared on together, and thereafter they
went for two days more till they came into a valley amidst of the
mountains which was fair and lovely, and therein was the dwelling or
town of this Folk of the Fells.  It was indeed no stronghold, save that
it was not easy to find, and that the way thither was well defensible
were foemen to try it.  The houses thereof were artless, the chiefest
of them like to the great barn of an abbey in our land, the others low
and small; but the people, both men and women, haunted mostly the big
house.  As for the folk, they were for the more part like those whom
they had met afore: strong men, but not high of stature, black-haired,
with blue or grey eyes, cheerful of countenance, and of many words.
Their women were mostly somewhat more than comely, smiling, kind of
speech, but not suffering the caresses of aliens.  They saw no thralls
amongst them; and when Ralph asked hereof, how that might be, since
they were men-catchers, they told him that when they took men and
women, as oft they did, they always sold them for what they would bring
to the plain-dwellers; or else slew them, or held them to ransom, but
never brought them home to their stead.  Howbeit, when they took
children, as whiles befell, they sometimes brought them home, and made
them very children of their Folk with many uncouth prayers and worship
of their Gods, who were indeed, as they deemed, but forefathers of the
Folk.

Now Ralph, he and his, being known for friends, these wild men could
not make enough of them, and as it were, compelled them to abide there
three days, feasting them, and making them all the cheer they might.
And they showed the wayfarers their manner of hunting, both of the hart
and the boar, and of wild bulls also.  At first Ralph somewhat loathed
all this (though he kept a pleasant countenance toward his host), for
sorely he desired the fields of Upmeads and his father's house.  But at
last when the hunt was up in the mountains, and especially of the wild
bulls, the heart and the might in him so arose that he enforced himself
to do well, and the wild men wondered at his prowess, whereas he was
untried in this manner of sports, and they deemed him one of the Gods,
and said that their kinsman had done well to get him so good a friend.
Both Ursula and the Sage withheld them from this hunting, and Ursula
abode with the women, who told her much of their ways of life, and
stories of old time; frank and free they were, and loved her much, and
she was fain of such manly-minded women after the sleight and lies of
the poor thralls of Utterbol.

On the fourth day the wayfarers made them ready and departed; and the
chief of the Folk went with them with a chosen band of weaponed men,
partly for the love of his guests, and partly that he might see the
Goldburg men-at-arms safe back to the road unto the plain and the
Midhouse of the Mountains, for they went now by other ways, which
missed the said House.  On this journey naught befell to tell of, and
they all came down safe into the plain.

There the Goldburg men took their wage, and bidding farewell, turned
back with the wild men, praising Ralph much for his frankness and open
hand.  As for the wild men, they exceeded in their sorrow for the
parting, and many of them wept and howled as though they had seen him
die before their faces.  But all that came to an end, and presently
their cheer was amended, and their merry speech and laughter came down
from the pass unto the wayfarers' ears as each band rode its way.



CHAPTER 12

The Roads Sunder Again


Ralph and Ursula, with the Sage and Michael-a-dale went their ways, and
all was smooth with them, and they saw but few folk, and those mild and
lowly.  At last, of an afternoon, they saw before them afar off the
towers and pinnacles of Whitwall, and Ralph's heart rose within him, so
that he scarce knew how to contain himself; but Ursula was shy and
silent, and her colour came and went, as though some fear had hold of
her.  Now they two were riding on somewhat ahead of the others, so
Ralph turned to Ursula, and asked what ailed her.  She smiled on him
and said: "A simple sickness.  I am drawing nigh to thy home, and I am
ashamed.  Beyond the mountains, who knew what and whence I was?  I was
fair, and for a woman not unvaliant, and that was enough.  But now when
I am coming amongst the baronages and the lineages, what shall I do to
hold up my head before the fools and the dastards of these high
kindreds?  And that all the more, my knight, because thou art changed
since yester-year, and since we met on the want-way of the Wood
Perilous, when I bade thee remember that thou wert a King's son and I a
yeoman's daughter; for then thou wert but a lad, high-born and
beautiful, but simple maybe, and untried; whereas now thou art meet to
sit in the Kaiser's throne and rule the world from the Holy City."

He laughed gaily and said:  "What! is it all so soon forgotten, our
deeds beyond the Mountains?  Belike because we had no minstrel to rhyme
it for us.  Or is it all but a dream? and has the last pass of the
mountains changed all that for us?  What then! hast thou never become
my beloved, nor lain in one bed with me?  Thou whom I looked to deliver
from the shame and the torment of Utterbol, never didst thou free
thyself without my helping, and meet me in the dark wood, and lead me
to the Sage who rideth yonder behind us!  No, nor didst thou ride
fearless with me, leaving the world behind; nor didst thou comfort me
when my heart went nigh to breaking in the wilderness!  Nor thee did I
deliver as I saw thee running naked from the jaws of death.  Nor were
we wedded in the wilderness far from our own folk.  Nor didst thou
deliver me from the venom of the Dry Tree.  Yea verily, nor did we
drink together of the Water of the Well!  It is all but tales of
Swevenham, a blue vapour hanging on the mountains yonder!  So be it
then!  And here we ride together, deedless, a man and a maid of whom no
tale may be told.  What next then, and who shall sunder us?"

Therewith he drew his sword from the sheath, and tossed it into the
air, and caught it by the hilts as it came down, and he cried out:
"Hearken, Ursula!  By my sword I swear it, that when I come home to the
little land, if my father and my mother and all my kindred fall not
down before thee and worship thee, then will I be a man without
kindred, and I will turn my back on the land I love, and the House
wherein I was born, and will win for thee and me a new kindred that all
the world shall tell of.  So help me Saint Nicholas, and all Hallows,
and the Mother of God!"

She looked on him with exceeding love, and said:  "Ah, beloved, how
fair thou art!  Is it not as I said, yea, and more, that now lieth the
world at thy feet, if thou wilt stoop to pick it up?  Believe me,
sweet, all folk shall see this as I see it, and shall judge betwixt
thee and me, and deem me naught."

"Beloved," he said, "thou dost not wholly know thyself; and I deem that
the mirrors of steel serve thee but ill; and now must thou have
somewhat else for a mirror, to wit, the uprising and increase of
trouble concerning thee and thy fairness, and the strife of them that
love thee overmuch, who shall strive to take thee from me; and then the
blade that hath seen the Well at the World's End shall come out of his
sheath and take me and thee from the hubbub, and into the quiet fields
of my father's home, and then shalt thou be learned of thyself, when
thou seest that thou art the desire of all hearts."

"Ah, the wisdom of thee," she said, "and thy valiancy, and I am become
feeble and foolish before thee!  What shall I do then?"

He said:  "Many a time shall it be shown what thou shalt do; but here
and now is the highway dry and long, and the plain meads and acres on
either hand, and a glimmer of Whitwall afar off, and the little cloud
of dust about us two in the late spring weather; and the Sage and
Michael riding behind us, and smiting dust from the hard road.  And now
if this also be a dream, let it speedily begone, and let us wake up in
the ancient House at Upmeads, which thou hast never seen--and thou and
I in each other's arms."



CHAPTER 13

They Come to Whitwall Again


Herewith they were come to a little thorp where the way sundered, for
the highway went on to Whitwall, and a byway turned off to Swevenham.
Thereby was a poor hostel, where they stayed and rested for the night,
because evening was at hand.  So when those four had eaten and drunk
there together, Ralph spoke and said:  "Michael-a-dale, thou art for
Swevenham to-morrow?" "Yea, lord," said Michael, "belike I shall yet
find kindred there; and I call to thy mind that I craved of thee to
lead me to Swevenham as payment for all if I had done aught for thy
service."

"Sooth is that," said Ralph, "thou shalt go with my good-will; and, as
I deem, thou shalt not lack company betwixt here and Swevenham, whereas
our dear friend here, the friend of thy father's father, is going the
same road."

Then the Sage of Swevenham leaned across the board, and said: "What
word hath come out of thy mouth, my son?"  Said Ralph, smiling on him:
"It is the last word which we have heard from thee of this matter,
though verily it was spoken a while ago.  What wilt thou add to it as
now?"  "This," quoth the Sage, "that I will leave thee no more till
thou biddest me go from thee.  Was this word needful?"

Ralph reached his hand to him and said:  "It is well and more; but the
road hence to Upmeads may yet be a rough one." "Yea," said the Sage,
"yet shall we come thither all living, unless my sight now faileth."

Then Ursula rose up and came to the old man, and cast her arms about
him and said:  "Yea, father, come with us, and let thy wisdom bless our
roof-tree.  Wilt thou not teach our children wisdom; yea, maybe our
children's children, since thou art a friend of the Well?"

"I know not of the teaching of wisdom," said the Sage; "but as to my
going with thee, it shall be as I said e'en-now; and forsooth I looked
for this bidding of thee to make naught of the word which I spoke ere
yet I had learned wisdom of thee."

Therewith were they merry, and fain of each other, and the evening wore
amidst great content.

But when morning was come they gat to horse, and Ralph spake to Michael
and said:  "Well, friend, now must thou ride alone to thy kindred, and
may fair days befall thee in Swevenham.  But if thou deem at any time
that matters go not so well with thee as thou wouldst, then turn thine
head to Upmeads, and try it there, and we shall further thee all we
may."

Then came the Sage to Michael as he sat upon his horse, a stalwarth man
of some forty winters, and said:  "Michael-a-dale, reach me thine
hand." So did he, and the Sage looked into the palm thereof, and said:
"This man shall make old bones, and it is more like than not, King's
son, that he shall seek to thee at Upmeads ere he die." Said Ralph:
"His coming shall be a joy to us, how pleasant soever our life may be
otherwise.  Farewell, Michael! all good go with thee for thine
wholesome redes."

So then Michael gave them farewell, and rode his ways to Swevenham,
going hastily, as one who should hurry away from a grief.

But the three held on their way to Whitwall, and it was barely noon
when they came to the gate thereof on a Saturday of latter May, It was
a market-day, and the streets were thronged, and they looked on the
folk and were fain of them, since they seemed to them to be something
more than aliens.  The folk also looked on them curiously, and deemed
them goodly, both the old man and the two knights, for they thought no
otherwise of Ursula than that she was a carle.

But now as they rode, slowly because of the crowd, up Petergate, they
heard a cry of one beside them, as of a man astonished but joyful; so
Ralph drew rein, and turned thither whence the cry came, and Ursula saw
a man wide-shouldered, grey-haired, blue-eyed, and ruddy of
countenance--a man warrior-like to look on, and girt with a long sword.
Ralph lighted down from his horse, and met the man, who was coming
toward him, cast his arms about his neck, and kissed him, and lo, it
was Richard the Red.  The people round about, when they saw it, clapped
their hands, and crowded about the two crying out:  "Hail to the
friends long parted, and now united!"  But Richard, whom most knew,
cried out:  "Make way, my masters! will ye sunder us again?" Then he
said to Ralph:  "Get into thy saddle, lad; for surely thou hast a tale
to tell overlong for the open street."

Ralph did as he was bidden, and without more ado they went on all
toward that hostelry where Ralph had erst borne the burden of grief.
Richard walked by Ralph's side, and as he went he said: "Moreover, lad,
I can see that thy tale is no ill one; therefore my heart is not wrung
for thee or me, though I wait for it a while." Then again he said:
"Thou doest well to hide her loveliness in war-weed even in this town
of peace."

Ursula reddened, and Richard laughed and said: "Well, it is a fair rose
which thou hast brought from east-away.  There will be never another
couple in these parts like you.  Now I see the words on thy lips; so I
tell thee that Blaise thy brother is alive and well and happy; which
last word means that his coffer is both deep and full.  Forsooth, he
would make a poor bargain in buying any kingship that I wot of, so rich
he is, yea, and mighty withal."

Said Ralph:  "And how went the war with Walter the Black?"

Even as he spake his face changed, for he bethought him over closely of
the past days, and his dream of the Lady of Abundance and of Dorothea,
who rode by him now as Ursula.  But Richard spake:  "Short is the tale
to tell.  I slew him in shock of battle, and his men craved peace of
the good town.  Many were glad of his death, and few sorrowed for it;
for, fair as his young body was, he was a cruel tyrant."

Therewith were they come to the hostel of the Lamb which was the very
same house wherein Ralph had abided aforetime; and as he entered it, it
is not to be said but that inwardly his heart bled for the old sorrow.
Ursula looked on him lovingly and blithely; and when they were within
doors Richard turned to the Sage and said:  "Hail to thee, reverend
man!  wert thou forty years older to behold, outworn and forgotten of
death, I should have said that thou wert like to the Sage that dwelt
alone amidst the mountains nigh to Swevenham when I was a little lad,
and fearsome was the sight of thee unto me."

The Sage laughed and said:  "Yea, somewhat like am I yet to myself of
forty years ago.  Good is thy memory, greybeard."

Then Richard shook his head, and spake under his breath: "Yea, then it
was no dream or  cloud, and he hath drank of the waters, and so
then hath my dear lord." Then he looked up bright-faced, and called on
the serving-men, and bade one lead them into a fair chamber, and
another go forth and provide a banquet to be brought in thither.  So
they went up into a goodly chamber high aloft; and Ursula went forth
from it awhile, and came back presently clad in very fair woman's
raiment, which Ralph had bought for her at Goldburg.  Richard looked on
her and nothing else for a while; then he walked about the chamber
uneasily, now speaking with the Sage, now with Ursula, but never with
Ralph.  At last he spake to Ursula, and said:  "Grant me a grace, lady,
and be not wroth if I take thy man into the window yonder that I may
talk with him privily while ye hold converse together, thou and the
Sage of Swevenham."

She laughed merrily and said:  "Sir nurse, take thy bantling and cosset
him in whatso corner thou wilt, and I will turn away mine eyes from thy
caresses."

So Richard took Ralph into a window, and sat down beside him and said:
"Mayhappen I shall sadden thee by my question, but I mind me what our
last talking together was about, and therefore I must needs ask thee
this, was that other one fairer than this one is?"

Ralph knit his brows:  "I wot not," quoth he, "since she is gone, that
other one."

"Yea," said Richard, "but this I say, that she is without a blemish.
Did ye drink of the Well together?"

"Yea, surely," said Ralph.  Said Richard:  "And is this woman of a good
heart?  Is she valiant?"  "Yea, yea," said Ralph, flushing red.

"As valiant as was that other?" said Richard.  Said Ralph: "How may I
tell, unless they were tried in one way?" Yet Richard spake:  "Are ye
wedded?"  "Even so," said Ralph.

"Dost thou deem her true?" said Richard.  "Truer than myself," said
Ralph, in a voice which was somewhat angry.

Quoth Richard:  "Then is it better than well, and better than well; for
now hast thou wedded into the World of living men, and not to a dream
of the Land of Fairy."

Ralph sat silent a little, and as if he were swallowing somewhat; at
last he said:  "Old friend, I were well content if thou wert to speak
such words no more; for it irks me, and woundeth my heart."

Said Richard:  "Well, I will say no more thereof; be content therefore,
for now I have said it, and thou needest not fear me, what I have to
say thereon any more, and thou mayst well wot that I must needs have
said somewhat of this."

Ralph nodded to him friendly, and even therewith came in the banquet,
which was richly served, as for a King's son, and wine was poured forth
of the best, and they feasted and were merry.  And then Ralph told all
the tale of his wanderings how it had betid, bringing in all that
Ursula had told him of Utterbol; while as for her she put in no word of
it.  So that at last Ralph, being wishful to hear her tell somewhat,
made more of some things than was really in them, so that she might set
him right; but no word more she said for all that, but only smiled on
him now and again, and sat blushing like a rose over her
golden-flowered gown, while Richard looked on her and praised her in
his heart exceedingly.

But when Ralph had done the story (which was long, so that by then it
was over it had been dark night some while), Richard said: "Well,
fosterling, thou hast seen much, and done much, and many would say that
thou art a lucky man, and that more and much more lieth ready to thine
hand.  Whither now wilt thou wend, or what wilt thou do?"

Ralph's face reddened, as its wont had been when it was two years
younger, at contention drawing nigh, and he answered: "Where then
should I go save to the House of my Fathers, and the fields that fed
them?  What should I do but live amongst my people, warding them from
evil, and loving them and giving them good counsel?  For wherefore
should I love them less than heretofore?  Have they become dastards,
and the fools of mankind?"

Quoth Richard:  "They are no more fools than they were belike, nor less
valiant.  But thou art grown wiser and mightier by far; so that thou
art another manner man than thou wert, and the Master of Masters maybe.
To Upmeads wilt thou go; but wilt thou abide there?  Upmeads is a fair
land, but a narrow; one day is like another there, save when sorrow and
harm is blent with it.  The world is wide, and now I deem that thou
holdest the glory thereof in the hollow of thine hand."

Then spake the Sage, and said:  "Yea, Richard of Swevenham, and how
knowest thou but that this sorrow and trouble have not now fallen upon
Upmeads?  And if that be so, upon whom should they call to their
helping rather than him who can help them most, and is their very
lord?"  Said Richard: "It may be so, wise man, though as yet we have
heard no tidings thereof.  But if my lord goeth to their help, yet,
when the trouble shall be over, will he not betake him thither where
fresh deeds await him?"

"Nay, Richard," said the Sage, "art thou so little a friend of thy
fosterling as not to know that when he hath brought back peace to the
land, it will be so that both he shall need the people, and they him,
so that if he go away for awhile, yet shall he soon come back?  Yea,
and so shall the little land, it may be, grow great."

Now had Ralph sat quiet while this talk was going on, and as if he
heeded not, and his eyes were set as if he were beholding something far
away.  Then Richard spoke again after there had been silence awhile:
"Wise man, thou sayest sooth; yea, and so it is, that though we here
have heard no tale concerning war in Upmeads, yet, as it were, we have
been feeling some stirring of the air about us; even as though matters
were changing, great might undone, and weakness grown to strength.  Who
can say but our lord may find deeds to hand or ever he come to Upmeads?"

Ralph turned his head as one awaking from a dream, and he said: "When
shall to-morrow be, that we may get us gone from Whitwall, we three,
and turn our faces toward Upmeads?"

Said Richard:  "Wilt thou not tarry a day or two, and talk with thine
own mother's son and tell him of thine haps?" "Yea," said Ralph, "and
so would I, were it not that my father's trouble and my mother's grief
draw me away."

"O tarry not," said Ursula; "nay, not for the passing of the night; but
make this hour the sunrise, and begone by the clear of the moon.  For
lo! how he shineth through the window!"

Then she turned to Richard, and said:  "O fosterer of my love, knowest
thou not that as now he speaketh as a Friend of the Well, and wotteth
more of far-off tidings than even this wise man of many years?"

Said Ralph:  "She sayeth sooth, O Richard.  Or how were it if the torch
were even now drawing nigh to the High House of Upmeads:  yea, or if
the very House were shining as a dreary candle of the meadows, and
reddening the waters of the ford!  What do we here?"

Therewith he thrust the board from him, and arose and went to his
harness, and fell to arming him, and he spake to Richard: "Now shall
thine authority open to us the gates of the good town, though the night
be growing old; we shall go our ways, dear friend, and mayhappen we
shall meet again, and mayhappen not:  and thou shalt tell my brother
Blaise who wotteth not of my coming hither, how things have gone with
me, and how need hath drawn me hence.  And bid him come see me at
Upmeads, and to ride with a good band of proper men, for eschewing the
dangers of the road."

Then spake Richard:  "I shall tell Lord Blaise neither more nor less
than thou mayst tell him thyself:  for think it not that thou shalt go
without me.  As for Blaise, he may well spare me; for he is become a
chief and Lord of the Porte; and the Porte hath now right good
men-at-arms, and captains withal younger and defter than I be.  But now
suffer me to send a swain for my horse and arms, and another to the
captain of the watch at West-gate Bar that he be ready to open to me
and three of my friends, and to send me a let-pass for the occasion.
So shall we go forth ere it be known that the brother of the Lord of
the Porte is abiding at the Lamb.  For verily I see that the Lady hath
spoken truth; and it is like that she is forseeing, even as thou hast
grown to be.  And now I bethink me I might lightly get me a score of
men to ride with us, whereas we may meet men worse than ourselves on
the way."

Said Ralph:  "All good go with thy words, Richard; yet gather not
force: there may stout men be culled on the road; and if thou runnest
or ridest about the town, we may yet be stayed by Blaise and his men.
Wherefore now send for thine horse and arms, and bid the host here open
his gates with little noise when we be ready; and we will presently
ride out by the clear of the moon.  But thou, beloved, shalt don thine
armour no more, but shalt ride henceforth in thy woman's raiment, for
the wild and the waste is well nigh over, and the way is but short
after all these months of wandering; and I say that now shall all
friends drift toward us, and they that shall rejoice to strike a stroke
for my father's son, and the peaceful years of the Friend of the Well."

To those others, and chiefly to Ursula, it seemed that now he spoke
strongly and joyously, like to a king and a captain of men.  Richard
did his bidding, and was swift in dealing with the messengers.  But the
Sage said:  "Ralph, my son, since ye have lost one man-at-arms, and
have gotten but this golden angel in his stead, I may better that.  I
prithee bid thy man Richard find me armour and weapons that I may amend
the shard in thy company.  Thou shalt find me no feeble man when we
come to push of staves."

Ralph laughed, and bade Richard see to it; so he dealt with the host,
and bought good war-gear of him, and a trenchant sword, and an axe
withal; and when the Sage was armed he looked as doughty a warrior as
need be.  By this time was Richard's horse and war-gear come, and he
armed him speedily and gave money to the host, and they rode therewith
all four out of the hostel, and found the street empty and still, for
the night was wearing.  So rode they without tarrying into Westgate and
came to the Bar, and speedily was the gate opened to them; and anon
were they on the moonlit road outside of Whitwall.



CHAPTER 14

They Ride Away From Whitwall


But when they were well on the way, and riding a good pace by the clear
of the moon, Richard spake to Ralph, and said: "Wither ride we now?"
said Ralph:  "Wither, save to Upmeads?" "Yea, yea," said Richard, "but
by what road? shall we ride down to the ford of the Swelling Flood, and
ride the beaten way, or take to the downland and the forest, and so
again by the forest and downland and the forest once more, till we come
to the Burg of the Four Friths?"

"Which way is the shorter?" said Ralph.  "Forsooth," said Richard, "by
the wildwood ye may ride shorter, if ye know it as I do." Quoth the
Sage:  "Yea, or as I do.  Hear a wonder! that two men of Swevenham know
the wilds more than twenty miles from their own thorp."

Said Ralph:  "Well, wend we the shorter road; why make more words over
it?  Or what lion lieth on the path?  Is it that we may find it hard to
give the go-by to the Burg of the Four Friths?"

Said Richard:  "Though the Burg be not very far from Whitwall, we hear
but little tidings thence; our chapmen but seldom go there, and none
cometh to us thence save such of our men as have strayed thither.  Yet,
as I said e'en now in the hostel, there is an air of tidings abroad,
and one rumour sayeth, and none denieth it, that the old fierceness and
stout headstrong mood of the Burg is broken down, and that men dwell
there in peace and quiet."

Said the Sage:  "In any case we have amongst us lore enough to hoodwink
them if they be foes; so that we shall pass easily.  Naught of this
need we fear."

But Richard put his mouth close to Ralph's ear, and spake to him
softly: "Shall we indeed go by that shorter road, whatever in days gone
by may have befallen in places thereon, to which we must go a-nigh
tomorrow?" Ralph answered softly in turn:  "Yea, forsooth:  for I were
fain to try my heart, how strong it may be."

So they rode on, and turned off from the road that led down to the ford
of the Swelling Flood, anigh which Ralph had fallen in with Blaise and
Richard on the day after the woeful slaying, which had made an end of
his joy for that time.  But when they were amidst of the bushes and
riding a deep ghyll of the waste, Richard said:  "It is well that we
are here: for now if Blaise send riders to bring us back courteously,
they shall not follow us at once, but shall ride straight down to the
ford, and even cross it in search of us." "Yea," said Ralph, "it is
well in all wise."

So then they rode thence awhile till the moon grew low, and great, and
red, and sank down away from them; and by then were they come to a
shepherd's cot, empty of men, with naught therein save an old dog, and
some victual, as bread and white cheese, and a well for drinking.  So
there they abode and rested that night.



CHAPTER 15

A Strange Meeting in the Wilderness


On the morrow betimes they got to the road again; the country at first,
though it was scanty of tillage, was not unfurnished of sheep, being
for the most part of swelling hills and downs well grassed, with here
and there a deep cleft in them.  They saw but few houses, and those
small and poor.  A few shepherds they fell in with, who were short of
speech, after the manner of such men, but deemed a greeting not wholly
thrown away on such goodly folk as those wayfarers.

So they rode till it was noon, and Richard talked more than his wont
was, though his daily use it was to be of many words: nor did the Sage
spare speech; but Ursula spoke little, nor heeded much what the others
said, and Ralph deemed that she was paler than of wont, and her brows
were knitted as if she were somewhat anxious.  As for him, he was grave
and calm, but of few words; and whiles when Richard was wordiest he
looked on him steadily for a moment whereat Richard changed
countenance, and for a while stinted his speech, but not for long;
while Ralph looked about him, inwardly striving to gather together the
ends of unhappy thoughts that floated about him, and to note the land
he was passing through, if indeed he had verily seen it aforetime,
elsewhere than in some evil dream.

At last when they stopped to bait by some scrubby bushes at the foot of
a wide hill-side, he took Richard apart, and said to him:  "Old friend,
and whither go we?"  Said Richard: "As thou wottest, to the Burg of the
Four Friths." "Yea," said Ralph, "but by what road?"  Said Richard:
"Youngling is not thine heart, then, as strong as thou deemedst last
night?"  Ralph was silent a while, and then he said: "I know what thou
wouldst say; we are going by the shortest road to the Castle of
Abundance."

He spake this out loud, but Richard nodded his head to him, as if he
would say:  "Yea, so it is; but hold thy peace."  But Ralph knew that
Ursula had come up behind him, and, still looking at Richard, he put
his open hand aback toward her, and her hand fell into it.  Then he
turned about to her, and saw that her face was verily pale; so he put
his hands on her shoulders and kissed her kindly; and she let her head
fall on to his bosom and fell a-weeping, and the two elders turned away
to the horses, and feigned to be busy with them.

Thus then they bided some minutes of time, and then all gat to horse
again, and Ursula's face was cleared of the grief of fear, and the
colour had come back to her cheeks and lips.  But Ralph's face was
stern and sorrowful to behold; howbeit, as they rode away he spake in a
loud and seeming cheerful voice: "Still ever shorteneth more and more
the way unto my Fathers' House: and withal I am wishful to see if it be
indeed true that the men of the Burg have become mild and peaceful; and
to know what hath befallen those doughty champions of the Dry Tree; and
if perchance they have any will to hold us a tilting in courteous
fashion."

Richard smiled on him, and said:  "Thou holdest more then by the Dry
Tree than by the Burg; though while agone we deemed the Champions worse
men to meet in the wood than the Burgers."

"So it is," said Ralph; "but men are oft mis-said by them that know
them not thoroughly:  and now, if it were a good wish, O Sage of
Swevenham, I were fain to fall in with the best of all those champions,
a tall man and a proper, who, meseems, had good-will toward me, I know
not why."

Quoth the Sage:  "If thou canst not see the end of this wish fulfilled,
no more can I. And yet, meseems something may follow it which is akin
to grief:  be content with things so done, my son."

Now Ralph holds his peace, and they speed on their way, Ursula riding
close by Ralph's side, and caressing him with looks, and by touch also
when she might; and after a while he fell to talking again, and ever in
the same loud, cheerful voice.  Till at last, in about another hour,
they came in sight of the stream which ran down toward the Swelling
Flood from that pool wherein erst the Lady of Abundance had bathed her
before the murder.  Hard looked Ralph on the stream, but howsoever his
heart might ache with the memory of that passed grief, like as the body
aches with the bruise of yesterday's blow, yet he changed countenance
but little, and in his voice was the same cheery sound.  But Ursula
noted him, and how his eyes wandered, and how little he heeded the
words of the others, and she knew what ailed him, for long ago he had
told her all that tale, and so now her heart was troubled, and she
looked on him and was silent.

Thus, then, a little before sunset, they came on that steep cliff with
the cave therein, and the little green plain thereunder, and the rocky
bank going down sheer into the water of the stream.  Forsooth they came
on it somewhat suddenly from out of the bushes of the valley; and there
indeed not only the Sage and Richard, but Ursula also, were stayed by
the sight as folk compelled; for all three knew what had befallen
there.  But Ralph, though he looked over his shoulder at it all, yet
rode on steadily, and when he saw that the others lingered, he waved
his hand and cried out as he rode: "On, friends, on! for the road
shortens towards my Fathers' House." Then were they ashamed, and shook
their reins to hasten after him.

But in that very nick of time there came forth one from amidst the
bushes that edged the pool of the stream and strode dripping on to the
shallow; a man brown and hairy, and naked, save for a green wreath
about his middle.  Tall he was above the stature of most men; awful of
aspect, and his eyes glittered from his dark brown face amidst of his
shockhead of the colour of rain-spoilt hay.  He stood and looked while
one might count five, and then without a word or cry rushed up from the
water, straight on Ursula, who was riding first of the three lingerers,
and in the twinkling of an eye tore her from off her horse; and she was
in his grasp as the cushat in the claws of the kite.  Then he cast her
to earth, and stood over her, shaking a great club, but or ever he
brought it down he turned his head over his shoulder toward the cliff
and the cave therein, and in that same moment first one blade and then
another flashed about him, and he fell crashing down upon his back,
smitten in the breast and the side by Richard and Ralph; and the wounds
were deep and deadly.

Ralph heeded him no more, but drew Ursula away from him, and raised her
up and laid her head upon his knee; and she had not quite swooned away,
and forsooth had taken but little hurt; only she was dizzy with terror
and the heaving up and casting down.

She looked up into Ralph's face, and smiled on him and said: "What hath
been done to me, and why did he do it?"

His eyes were still wild with fear and wrath, as he answered:  "O
Beloved, Death and the foeman of old came forth from the cavern of the
cliff.  What did they there, Lord God? and he caught thee to slay thee;
but him have I slain.  Nevertheless, it is a terrible and evil place:
let us go hence."

"Yea," she said, "let us go speedily!"  Then she stood up, weak and
tottering still, and Ralph arose and put his left arm about her to stay
her; and lo, there before them was Richard kneeling over the wild-man,
and the Sage was coming back from the river with his headpiece full of
water; so Ralph cried out:  "To horse, Richard, to horse!  Hast thou
not done slaying the woodman?"

But therewith came a weak and hoarse voice from the earth, and the
wild-man spake.  "Child of Upmeads, drive not on so hard: it will not
be long.  For thou and Richard the Red are naught lighthanded."

Ralph marvelled that the wild-man knew him and Richard, but the
wild-man spake again:  "Hearken, thou lover, thou young man!"

But therewith was the Sage come to him and kneeling beside him with the
water, and he drank thereof, while Ralph said to him: "What is this
woodman? and canst thou speak my Latin?  What art thou?"

Then the wild-man when he had drunk raised him up a little, and said:
"Young man, thou and Richard are deft leeches; ye have let me blood to
a purpose, and have brought back to me my wits, which were wandering
wide.  Yet am I indeed where my fool's brains told me I was."

Then he lay back again, and turned his head as well as he could toward
the cavern in the cliff.  But Ralph deemed he had heard his voice
before, and his heart was softened toward him, he knew not why; but he
said: "Yea, but wherefore didst thou fall upon the Lady?"  The wild-man
strove with his weakness, and said angrily:  "What did another woman
there?" Then he said in a calmer but weaker voice:  "Nay, my wits shall
wander no more from me; we will make the journey together, I and my
wits.  But O, young man, this I will say if I can.  Thou fleddest from
her and forgattest her.  I came to her and forgat all but her; yea, my
very life I forgat."

Again he spoke, and his voice was weaker yet:  "Kneel down by me, or I
may not tell thee what I would; my voice dieth before me."

Then Ralph knelt down by him, for he began to have a deeming of what he
was, and he put his face close to the dying man's, and said to him; "I
am here, what wouldst thou?"

Said the wild-man very feebly:  "I did not much for thee time was; how
might I, when I loved her so sorely?  But I did a little.  Believe it,
and do so much for me that I may lie by her side when I am dead, who
never lay by her living.  For into the cave I durst go never."

Then Ralph knew him, that he was the tall champion whom he had met
first at the churchyard gate of Netherton; so he said: "I know thee
now, and I will promise to do thy will herein.  I am sorry that I have
slain thee; forgive it me."

A mocking smile came into the dying man's eyes, and he spake
whispering: "Richard it was; not thou."

The smile spread over his face, he strove to turn more toward Ralph,
and said in a very faint whisper:  "The last time!"

No more he said, but gave up the ghost presently.  The Sage rose up
from his side and said:  "Ye may now bury this man as he craved of
thee, for he is dead.  Thus hath thy wish been accomplished; for this
was the great champion and duke of the men of the Dry Tree.  Indeed it
is a pity of him that he is dead, for as terrible as he was to his
foes, he was no ill man."

Spake Richard:  "Now is the riddle areded of the wild-man and the
mighty giant that haunted these passes.  We have played together or
now, in days long past, he and I; and ever he came to his above.  He
was a wise man and a prudent that he should have become a wild-man.  It
is great pity of him."

But Ralph took his knight's cloak of red scarlet, and they lapped the
wild-man therein, who had once been a champion beworshipped.  But first
Ursula sheared his hair and his beard, till the face of him came back
again, grave, and somewhat mocking, as Ralph remembered it, time was.
Then they bore him in the four corners across the stream, and up on to
the lawn before the cliff; and Richard and the Sage bore him into the
cave, and laid him down there beside the howe which Ralph had erewhile
heaped over the Lady; and now over him also they heaped stones.

Meanwhile Ursula knelt at the mouth of the cave and wept; but Ralph
turned him about and stood on the edge of the bank, and looked over the
ripple of the stream on to the valley, where the moon was now beginning
to cast shadows, till those two came out of the cave for the last time.
Then Ralph turned to Ursula and raised her up and kissed her, and they
went down all of them from that place of death and ill-hap, and gat to
horse on the other side of the stream, and rode three miles further on
by the glimmer of the moon, and lay down to rest amongst the bushes of
the waste, with few words spoken between them.



CHAPTER 16

They Come to the Castle of Abundance Once More


When they rode on next morning Ralph was few-spoken, and seemed to heed
little so long as they made good speed on the way: most of the talk was
betwixt Richard and the Sage, Ralph but putting in a word when it would
have seemed churlish to forbear.

So they went their ways through the wood till by then the sun was well
westering they came out at the Water of the Oak, and Richard drew rein
there, and spake:  "Here is a fair place for a summer night's lodging,
and I would warrant both good knight and fair lady have lain here
aforetime, and wished the dark longer: shall we not rest here?"

Ralph stared at him astonished, and then anger grew in his face for a
little, because, forsooth, as Richard and the Sage both wotted of the
place of the slaying of the Lady, and he himself had every yard of the
way in his mind as they went, it seemed but due that they should have
known of this place also, what betid there: but it was not so, and the
place was to Richard like any other lawn of the woodland.

But thought came back to Ralph in a moment, and he smiled at his own
folly, howbeit he could not do to lie another night on that lawn with
other folk than erst.  So he said quietly: "Nay, friend, were we not
better to make the most of this daylight?  Seest thou it wants yet an
hour of sunset?"

Richard nodded a yeasay, and the Sage said no word more; but Ursula
cast her anxious look on Ralph as though she understood what was moving
in him; and therewith those others rode away lightly, but Ralph turned
slowly from the oak-tree, and might not forbear looking on to the short
sward round about, as if he hoped to see some token left behind.  Then
he lifted up his face as one awaking, shook his rein, and rode after
the others down the long water.

So they turned from the water anon, and rode the woodland ways, and lay
that night by a stream that ran west.

They arose betimes on the morrow, and whereas the Sage knew the
woodland ways well, they made but a short journey of it to the Castle
of Abundance, and came into the little plain but two hours after noon,
where saving that the scythe had not yet wended the tall mowing grass
in the crofts which the beasts and sheep were not pasturing, all was as
on that other tide.  The folk were at work in their gardens, or herding
their cattle in the meads, and as aforetime they were merry of
countenance and well-clad, fair and gentle to look on.

There were their pleasant cots, and the little white church, and the
fair walls of the castle on its low mound, and the day bright and
sunny, all as aforetime, and Ralph looked on it all, and made no
countenance of being moved beyond his wont.

So they came out of the wood, and rode to the ford of the river, and
the carles and queans came streaming from their garths and meads to
meet them, and stood round wondering at them; but an old carle came
from out the throng and went up to Ralph, and hailed him, and said:
"Oh, Knight! and hast thou come back to us? and has thou brought us
tidings of our Lady?  Who is this fair woman that rideth with thee?  Is
it she?"

Spake Ralph:  "Nay; go look on her closely, and tell me thy deeming of
her."

So the carle went up to Ursula, and peered closely into her face, and
took her hand and looked on it, and knelt down and took her foot out of
the stirrup, and kissed it, and then came back to Ralph, and said:
"Fair Sir, I wot not but it may be her sister; for yonder old wise man
I have seen here erst with our heavenly Lady.  But though this fair
woman may be her sister, it is not she.  So tell me what is become of
her, for it is long since we have seen her; and what thou tellest us,
that same shall we trow, even as if thou wert her angel.  For I spake
with thee, it is nigh two years agone, when thou wert abiding the
coming of our Lady in the castle yonder But now I see of thee that thou
art brighter-faced, and mightier of aspect than aforetime, and it is in
my mind that the Lady of Abundance must have loved thee and holpen
thee, and blessed thee with some great blessing."

Said Ralph:  "Old man, canst thou feel sorrow, and canst thou bear it?"
The carle shook his head.  "I wot not," said he, "I fear thy words."
Said Ralph:  "It were naught to say less than the truth; and this is
the very truth, that thou shalt never see thy Lady any more.  I was the
last living man that ever saw her alive."

Then he spake in a loud voice and said:  "Lament, ye people! for the
Lady of Abundance is dead; yet sure I am that she sendeth this message
to you, Live in peace, and love ye the works of the earth."

But when they heard him, the old man covered up his face with the folds
of his gown, and all that folk brake forth into weeping, and crying
out: "Woe for us! the Lady of Abundance is dead!" and some of the
younger men cast themselves down on to the earth, and wallowed, weeping
and wailing: and there was no man there that seemed as if he knew which
way to turn, or what to do; and their faces were foolish with sorrow.
Yet forsooth it was rather the carles than the queans who made all this
lamentation.

At last the old man spake:  "Fair sir, ye have brought us heavy
tidings, and we know not how to ask you to tell us more of the tale.
Yet if thou might'st but tell us how the Lady died?  Woe's me for the
word!"

Said Ralph:  "She was slain with the sword."

The old man drew himself up stiff and stark, the eyes of him glittered
under his white hair, and wrath changed his face, and the other
men-folk thronged them to hearken what more should be said.

But the elder spake again:  "Tell me who it was that slew her, for
surely shall I slay him, or die in the pain else."

Said Ralph:  "Be content, thou mayst not slay him; he was a great and
mighty man, a baron who bore a golden sun on a blue field.  Thou mayst
not slay him."  "Yea," said the old man, "but I will, or he me."

"Live in peace," said Ralph, "for I slew him then and there."

The old man held his peace a while, and then he said: "I know the man,
for he hath been here aforetime, and not so long ago.  But if he be
dead, he hath a brother yet, an exceeding mighty man: he will be coming
here to vex us and minish us."

Said Ralph:  "He will not stir from where he lies till Earth's bones be
broken, for my sword lay in his body yesterday."

The old man stood silent again, and the other carles thronged him; but
the woman stood aloof staring on Ralph.  Then the elder came up to
Ralph and knelt before him and kissed his feet; then he turned and
called to him three of the others who were of the stoutest and most
stalwarth, and he spake with them awhile, and then he came to Ralph
again, and again knelt before him and said:  "Lord, ye have come to us,
and found us void of comfort, since we have lost our Lady.  But we see
in thee, that she hath loved thee and blessed thee, and thou hast slain
her slayer and his kindred.  And we see of thee also that thou art a
good lord.  O the comfort to us, therefore, if thou wouldest be our
Lord!  We will serve thee truly so far as we may:  yea, even if thou be
beset by foes, we will take bow and bill from the wall, and stand round
about thee and fight for thee.  Only thou must not ask us to go hence
from this place: for we know naught but the Plain of Abundance, and the
edges of the wood, and the Brethren of the House of the Thorn, who are
not far hence.  Now we pray thee by thy fathers not to naysay us, so
sore as thou hast made our hearts.  Also we see about thy neck the
same-like pair of beads which our Lady was wont to bear, and we deem
that ye were in one tale together."

Then was Ralph silent awhile, but the Sage spake to the elder: "Old
man, how great is the loss of the Lady to you?" "Heavy loss, wise old
man," said the carle, "as thou thyself mayst know, having known her."

"And what did she for you?" said the Sage.  Said the elder: "We know
that she was gracious to us; never did she lay tax or tale on us, and
whiles she would give us of her store, and that often, and abundantly.
We deem also that every time when she came to us our increase became
more plenteous, which is well seen by this, that since she hath ceased
to come, the seasons have been niggard unto us."

The Sage smiled somewhat, and the old man went on: "But chiefly the
blessing was to see her when she came to us: for verily it seemed that
where she set her feet the grass grew greener, and that the flowers
blossomed fairer where the shadow of her body fell." And therewith the
old man fell a-weeping again.

The Sage held his peace, and Ralph still kept silence; and now of these
men all the younger ones had their eyes upon Ursula.

After a while Ralph spake and said:  "O elder, and ye folk of the
People of Abundance, true it is that your Lady who is dead loved me,
and it is through her that I am become a Friend of the Well.  Now
meseemeth though ye have lost your Lady, whom ye so loved and
worshipped, God wot not without cause, yet I wot not why ye now cry out
for a master, since ye dwell here in peace and quiet and all wealth,
and the Fathers of the Thorn are here to do good to you.  Yet, if ye
will it in sooth, I will be called your Lord, in memory of your Lady
whom ye shall not see again.  And as time wears I will come and look on
you and hearken to your needs: and if ye come to fear that any should
fall upon you with the strong hand, then send ye a message to me, Ralph
of Upmeads, down by the water, and I will come to you with such
following as need be.  And as for service, this only I lay upon you,
that ye look to the Castle and keep it in good order, and ward it
against thieves and runagates, and give guesting therein to any
wandering knight or pilgrim, or honest goodman, who shall come to you.
Now is all said, my masters, and I pray you let us depart in peace; for
time presses."

Then all they (and this time women as well as men) cried out joyfully:
"Hail to our lord! and long life to our helper."  And the women withal
drew nearer to him, and some came close up to him, as if they would
touch him or kiss his hand, but by seeming durst not, but stood
blushing before him, and he looked on them, smiling kindly.

But the old man laid his hand on his knee and said: "Lord, wouldst thou
not light down and enter thy Castle; for none hath more right there now
than thou.  The Prior of the Thorn hath told us that there is no
lineage of the Lady left to claim it; and none other might ever have
claimed it save the Baron of Sunway, whom thou hast slain.  And else
would we have slain him, since he slew our Lady."

Ralph shook his head and said:  "Nay, old friend, and new vassal, this
we may not do:  we must on speedily, for belike there is work for us to
do nearer home."

"Yea, Lord," said the carle, "but at least light down and sit for a
while under this fair oak-tree in the heat of the day, and eat a morsel
with us, and drink a cup, that thy luck may abide with us when thou art
gone."

Ralph would not naysay him; so he and all of them got off their horses,
and sat down on the green grass under the oak: and that people gathered
about and sat down by them, save that a many of the women went to their
houses to fetch out the victual.  Meanwhile the carles fell to speech
freely with the wayfarers, and told them much concerning their little
land, were it hearsay, or stark sooth:  such as tales of the wights
that dwelt in the wood, wodehouses, and elf-women, and dwarfs, and such
like, and how fearful it were to deal with such creatures.  Amongst
other matters they told how a hermit, a holy man, had come to dwell in
the wood, in a clearing but a little way thence toward the north-west.
But when Ralph asked if he dwelt on the way to the ford of the Swelling
Flood, they knew not what he meant; for the wood was to them as a wall.

Hereon the Sage held one of the younger men in talk, and taught him
what he might of the way to the Burg of the Four Friths, so that they
might verily send a messenger to Upmeads if need were.  But the country
youth said there was no need to think thereof, as no man of theirs
would dare the journey through the wood, and that if they had need of a
messenger, one of the Fathers of the Thorn would do their errand,
whereas they were holy men, and knew the face of the world full well.

Now in this while the folk seemed to have gotten their courage again,
and to be cheery, and to have lost their grief for the Lady: and of the
maidens left about the oak were more than two or three very fair, who
stood gazing at Ralph as if they were exceeding fain of him.

But amidst these things came back the women with the victual; to wit
bread in baskets, and cheeses both fresh and old, and honey, and
wood-strawberries, and eggs cooked diversely, and skewers of white wood
with gobbets of roasted lamb's flesh, and salad good plenty.  All these
they bore first to Ralph and Ursula, and their two fellows, and then
dealt them to their own folk: and they feasted and were merry in
despite of that tale of evil tidings.  They brought also bowls and
pitchers of wine that was good and strong, and cider of their orchards,
and called many a health to the new Lord and his kindred.

Thus then they abode a-feasting till the sun was westering and the
shadows waxed about them, and then at last Ralph rose up and called to
horse, and the other wayfarers arose also, and the horses were led up
to them.  Then the maidens, made bold by the joy of the feast, and
being stirred to the heart by much beholding of this beloved Lord, cast
off their shamefacedness and crowded about him, and kissed his raiment
and his hands: some even, though trembling, and more for love than
fear, prayed him for kisses, and he, nothing loath, laughed merrily and
laid his hands on their shoulders or took them by the chins, and set
his lips to the sweetness of their cheeks and their lips, of those that
asked and those that refrained; so that their hearts failed them for
love of him, and when he was gone, they knew not how to go back to
their houses, or the places that were familiar to them.  Therewith he
and his got into their saddles and rode away slowly, because of the
thronging about them of that folk, who followed them to the edge of the
wood, and even entered a little thereinto; and then stood gazing on
Ralph and his fellows after they had spurred on and were riding down a
glade of the woodland.



CHAPTER 17

They Fall in With That Hermit


So much had they tarried over this greeting and feasting, that though
they had hoped to have come to the hermit's house that night, he of
whom that folk had told them, it fell not so, whereas the day had aged
so much ere they left the Plain of Abundance that it began to dusk
before they had gone far, and they must needs stay and await the dawn
there; so they dight their lodging as well as they might, and lay down
and slept under the thick boughs.

Ralph woke about sunrise, and looking up saw a man standing over him,
and deemed at first that it would be Richard or the Sage; but as his
vision cleared, he saw that it was neither of them, but a new comer; a
stout carle clad in russet, with a great staff in his hand and a
short-sword girt to his side.  Ralph sprang up, still not utterly
awake, and cried out, "Who art thou, carle?"  The man laughed, and
said: "Yea, thou art still the same brisk lad, only filled out to
something more warrior-like than of old.  But it is unmeet to forget
old friends.  Why dost thou not hail me?"

"Because I know thee not, good fellow," said Ralph.  But even as he
spoke, he looked into the man's face again, and cried out:  "By St.
Nicholas! but it is Roger of the Ropewalk.  But look you, fellow, if I
have somewhat filled out, thou, who wast always black-muzzled, art now
become as hairy as a wodehouse.  What dost thou in the wilds?"  Said
Roger:  "Did they not tell thee of a hermit new come to these shaws?"
"Yea," said Ralph.  "I am that holy man," quoth Roger, grinning; "not
that I am so much of that, either.  I have not come hither to pray or
fast overmuch, but to rest my soul and be out of the way of men.  For
all things have changed since my Lady passed away."

He looked about, and saw Ursula just rising up from the ground and the
Sage stirring, while Richard yet hugged his bracken bed, snoring.  So
he said:  "And who be these, and why hast thou taken to the wildwood?
Yea lad, I see of thee, that thou hast gotten another Lady; and if mine
eyes do not fail me she is fair enough.  But there be others as fair;
while the like to our Lady that was, there is none such."

He fell silent a while, and Ralph turned about to the others, for by
this time Richard also was awake, and said: "This man is the hermit of
whom we were told."

Roger said:  "Yea, I am the hermit and the holy man; and withal I have
a thing to hear and a thing to tell.  Ye were best to come with me, all
of you, to my house in the woods; a poor one, forsooth, but there is
somewhat of victual here, and we can tell and hearken therein well
sheltered and at peace.  So to horse, fair folk."

They would not be bidden twice, but mounted and went along with him,
who led them by a thicket path about a mile, till they came to a lawn
where-through ran a stream; and there was a little house in it, simple
enough, of one hall, built with rough tree-limbs and reed thatch.  He
brought them in, and bade them sit on such stools or bundles of stuff
as were there.  But withal he brought out victual nowise ill, though it
were but simple also, of venison of the wildwood, with some little deal
of cakes baked on the hearth, and he poured for them also both milk and
wine.

They were well content with the banquet, and when they were full, Roger
said: "Now, my Lord, like as oft befalleth minstrels, ye have had your
wages before your work.  Fall to, then, and pay me the scot by telling
me all that hath befallen you since (woe worth the while!) my Lady
died,--I must needs say, for thy sake."

"'All' is a big word," said Ralph, "but I will tell thee somewhat.  Yet
I bid thee take note that I and this ancient wise one, and my Lady
withal, deem that I am drawn by my kindred to come to their help, and
that time presses."

Roger scowled somewhat on Ursula; but he said:  "Lord and master, let
not that fly trouble thy lip.  For so I deem of it, that whatsoever
time ye may lose by falling in with me, ye may gain twice as much again
by hearkening my tale and the rede that shall go with it.  And I do
thee to wit that the telling of thy tale shall unfreeze mine; so tarry
not, if ye be in haste to be gone, but let thy tongue wag."

Ralph smiled, and without more ado told him all that had befallen him;
and of Swevenham and Utterbol, and of his captivity and flight; and of
the meeting in the wood, and of the Sage (who there was), and of the
journey to the Well, and what betid there and since, and of the death
of the Champion of the Dry Tree.

But when he had made an end, Roger said:  "There it is, then, as I said
when she first spake to me of thee and bade me bring about that meeting
with her, drawing thee first to the Burg and after to the Castle of
Abundance, I have forgotten mostly by what lies; but I said to her that
she had set her heart on a man over lucky, and that thou wouldst take
her luck from her and make it thine.  But now I will let all that pass,
and will bid thee ask what thou wilt; and I promise thee that I will
help thee to come thy ways to thy kindred, that thou mayst put forth
thy luck in their behalf."

Said Ralph:  "First of all, tell me what shall I do to pass unhindered
through the Burg of the Four Friths?"  Said Roger: "Thou shalt go in at
one gate and out at the other, and none shall hinder thee."

Said Ralph:  "And shall I have any hindrance from them of the Dry Tree?"

Roger made as if he were swallowing down something, and answered: "Nay,
none."

"And the folk of Higham by the Way, and the Brethren and their Abbot?"
said Ralph.

"I know but little of them," quoth Roger, "but I deem that they will
make a push to have thee for captain; because they have had war on
their hands of late.  But this shall be at thine own will to say yea or
nay to them.  But for the rest on this side of the shepherds' country
ye will pass by peaceful folk."

"Yea," said Ralph, "what then hath become of the pride and cruelty of
the Burg of the Four Friths, and the eagerness and fierceness of the
Dry Tree?"

Quoth Roger:  "This is the tale of it:  After the champions of the Dry
Tree had lost their queen and beloved, the Lady of Abundance, they were
both restless and fierce, for the days of sorrow hung heavy on their
hands.  So on a time a great company of them had ado with the Burgers
somewhat recklessly and came to the worse; wherefore some drew back
into their fastness of the Scaur and the others still rode on, and
further west than their wont had been; but warily when they had the
Wood Perilous behind them, for they had learned wisdom again.  Thus
riding they had tidings of an host of the Burg of the Four Friths who
were resting in a valley hard by with a great train of captives and
beasts and other spoil: for they had been raising the fray against the
Wheat-wearers, and had slain many carles there, and were bringing home
to the Burg many young women and women-children, after their custom.
So they of the Dry Tree advised them of these tidings, and deemed that
it would ease the sorrow of their hearts for their Lady if they could
deal with these sons of whores and make a mark upon the Burg: so they
lay hid while the daylight lasted, and by night and cloud fell upon
these faineants of the Burg, and won them good cheap, as was like to
be, though the Burg-dwellers were many the more.  Whereof a many were
slain, but many escaped and gat home to the Burg, even as will lightly
happen even in the worst of overthrows, that not all, or even the more
part be slain.

"Well, there were the champions and their prey, which was very great,
and especially of women, of whom the more part were young and fair: for
the women of the Wheat-wearers be goodly, and these had been picked out
by the rutters of the Burg for their youth and strength and beauty.
And whereas the men of the Dry Tree were scant of women at home, and
sore-hearted because of our Lady, they forbore not these women, but
fell to talking with them and loving them; howbeit in courteous and
manly fashion, so that the women deemed themselves in heaven and were
ready to do anything to please their lovers.  So the end of it was that
the Champions sent messengers to Hampton and the Castle of the Scaur to
tell what had betid, and they themselves took the road to the land of
the Wheat-wearers, having those women with them not as captives but as
free damsels.

"Now the road to the Wheat-wearing country was long, and on the way the
damsels told their new men many things of their land and their unhappy
wars with them of the Burg and the griefs and torments which they
endured of them.  And this amongst other things, that wherever they
came, they slew all the males even to the sucking babe, but spared the
women, even when they bore them not into captivity.

"'Whereof,' said these poor damsels, 'it cometh that our land is
ill-furnished of carles, so that we women, high and low, go afield and
do many things, as crafts and the like, which in other lands are done
by carles.' In sooth it seemed of them that they were both of stouter
fashion, and defter than women are wont to be.  So the champions, part
in jest, part in earnest, bade them do on the armour of the slain
Burgers, and take their weapons, and fell to teaching them how to
handle staff and sword and bow; and the women took heart from the
valiant countenance of their new lovers, and deemed it all bitter
earnest enough, and learned their part speedily; and yet none too soon.
For when the fleers of the Burg came home the Porte lost no time, but
sent out another host to follow after the Champions and their spoil;
for they had learned that those men had not turned about to Hampton
after their victory, but had gone on to the Wheat-wearers.

"So it befell that the host of the Burg came up with the Champions on
the eve of a summer day when there were yet three hours of daylight.
But whereas they had looked to have an easy bargain of their foemen,
since they knew the Champions to be but a few, lo! there was the
hillside covered with a goodly array of spears and glaives and shining
helms.  They marvelled; but now for very shame, and because they scarce
could help it, they fell on, and before sunset were scattered to the
winds again, and the fleers had to bear back the tale that the more
part of their foes were women of the Wheat-wearers; but this time few
were those that came back alive to the Burg of the Four Friths; for the
freed captives were hot and eager in the chase, casting aside their
shields and hauberks that they might speed the better, and valuing
their lives at naught if they might but slay a man or two of the
tyrants before they died.

"Thus was the Burg wounded with its own sword:  but the matter stopped
not there:  for when that victorious host of men and women came into
the land of the Wheat-wearers, all men fled away in terror at first,
thinking that it was a new onset of the men of the Burg; and that all
the more, as so many of them bore their weapons and armour.  But when
they found out how matters had gone, then, as ye may deem, was the
greatest joy and exultation, and carles and queans both ran to arms and
bade their deliverers learn them all that belonged to war, and said
that one thing should not be lacking, to wit, the gift of their bodies,
that should either lie dead in the fields, or bear about henceforth the
souls of free men.  Nothing lothe, the Champions became their doctors
and teachers of battle, and a great host was drawn together; and
meanwhile the Champions had sent messengers again to Hampton telling
them what was befallen, and asking for more men if they might be had.
But the Burg-abiders were not like to sit down under their foil.
Another host they sent against the Wheat-wearers, not so huge, as well
arrayed and wise in war.  The Champions espied its goings, and knew
well that they had to deal with the best men of the Burg, and they met
them in like wise; for they chose the very best of the men and the
women, and pitched on a place whence they might ward them well, and
abode the foemen there; who failed not to come upon them, stout and
stern and cold, and well-learned in all feats of war.

"Long and bitter was the battle, and the Burgers were fierce without
head-strong folly, and the Wheat-wearers deemed that if they blenched
now, they had something worse than death to look to.  But in the end
when both sides were grown weary and worn out, and yet neither would
flee, on a sudden came into the field the help from the Dry Tree, a
valiant company of riders to whom battle was but game and play.  Then
indeed the men of the Burg gave back and drew out of the battle as best
they might: yet were they little chased, save by the new-comers of the
Dry Tree, for the others were over weary, and moreover the leaders had
no mind to let the new-made warriors leave their vantage-ground lest
the old and tried men-at-arms of the Burg should turn upon them and put
them to the worse.

"Men looked for battle again the next day; but it fell not out so; for
the host of the Burg saw that there was more to lose than to gain, so
they drew back towards their own place.  Neither did they waste the
land much; for the riders of the Dry Tree followed hard at heel, and
cut off all who tarried, or strayed from the main battle.

"When they were gone, then at last did the Wheat-wearers give
themselves up to the joy of their deliverance and the pleasure of their
new lives: and one of their old men that I have spoken with told me
this; that before when they were little better than the thralls of the
Burg, and durst scarce raise a hand against the foemen, the carles were
but slow to love, and the queans, for all their fairness, cold and but
little kind.  However, now in the fields of the wheat-wearers
themselves all this was changed, and men and maids took to arraying
themselves gaily as occasion served, and there was singing and dancing
on every green, and straying of couples amongst the greenery of the
summer night; and in short the god of love was busy in the land, and
made the eyes seem bright, and the lips sweet, and the bosom fair, and
the arms sleek and the feet trim:  so that every hour was full of
allurement; and ever the nigher that war and peril was, the more
delight had man and maid of each other's bodies.

"Well, within a while the Wheat-wearers were grown so full of hope that
they bade the men of the Dry Tree lead them against the Burg of the
Four Friths, and the Champions were ready thereto; because they wotted
well, that, Hampton being disgarnished of men, the men of the Burg
might fall on it; and even if they took it not, they would beset all
ways and make riding a hard matter for their fellowship.  So they fell
to, wisely and deliberately, and led an host of the best of the carles
with them, and bade the women keep their land surely, so that their
host was not a great many.  But so wisely they led them that they came
before the Burg well-nigh unawares; and though it seemed little likely
that they should take so strong a place, yet nought less befell.  For
the Burg-dwellers beset with cruelty and bitter anger cried out that
now at last they would make an end of this cursed people, and the
whoreson strong-thieves their friends: so they went out a-gates a great
multitude, but in worser order than their wont was; and there befell
that marvel which sometimes befalleth even to very valiant men, that
now at the pinch all their valour flowed from them, and they fled
before the spears had met, and in such evil order that the gates could
not be shut, and their foemen entered with them slaying and slaying
even as they would.  So that in an hour's space the pride and the
estate of the Burg of the Four Friths was utterly fallen.  Huge was the
slaughter; for the Wheat-wearers deemed they had many a grief whereof
to avenge them; nor were the men of the Dry Tree either sluggards or
saints to be careless of their foemen, or to be merciful in the battle:
but at last the murder was stayed: and then the men of the
Wheat-wearers went from house to house in the town to find the women of
their folk who had been made thralls by the Burgers.  There then was
many a joyful meeting betwixt those poor women and the men of their
kindred: all was forgotten now of the days of their thralldom, their
toil and mocking and stripes; and within certain days all the sort of
them came before the host clad in green raiment, and garlanded with
flowers for the joy of their deliverance; and great feast was made to
them.

"As for them of the Burg, the battle and chase over, no more were
slain, save that certain of the great ones were made shorter by the
head.  But the Champions and the Wheat-wearers both, said that none of
that bitter and cruel folk should abide any longer in the town; so that
after a delay long enough for them to provide stuff for their
wayfaring, they were all thrust out a-gates, rich and poor, old and
young, man, woman and child.  Proudly and with a stout countenance they
went, for now was their valour come again to them.  And it is like that
we shall hear of them oft again; for though they had but a few weapons
amongst them when they were driven out of their old home, and neither
hauberk nor shield nor helm, yet so learned in war be they and so
marvellous great of pride, that they will somehow get them weapons; and
even armed but with headless staves, and cudgels of the thicket, woe
betide the peaceful folk whom they shall first fall on.  Yea, fair sir,
the day shall come meseemeth when folk shall call on thee to lead the
hunt after these famished wolves, and when thou dost so, call on me to
tell thee tales of their doings which shall make thine heart hard, and
thine hand heavy against them."

"Meantime," said Ralph, "what has betid to the Fellowship of the Dry
Tree?  for I see that thou hast some grief on thy mind because of them."

Roger kept silence a little and then he said:  "I grieve because
Hampton is no more a strong place of warriors; two or three carles and
a dozen of women dwell now in the halls and chambers of the Scaur.
Here on earth, all endeth.  God send us to find the world without end!"

"What then," said Ralph, "have they then had another great overthrow,
worse than that other?"  "Nay," said Roger doggedly, "it is not so."
"But where is the Fellowship?" said Ralph.  "It is scattered abroad,"
quoth Roger.  "For some of the Dry Tree had no heart to leave the women
whom they had wooed in the Wheat-wearer's land: and some, and a great
many, have taken their dears to dwell in the Burg of the Four Friths,
whereas a many of the Wheat-wearers have gone to beget children on the
old bondwomen of the Burgers; of whom there were some two thousand
alive after the Burg was taken; besides that many women also came with
the carles from their own land.

"So that now a mixed folk are dwelling in the Burg, partly of those
women-thralls, partly of carles and queans come newly from the
Wheat-wearers, partly of men of our Fellowship the more part of whom
are wedded to queans of the Wheat-wearers, and partly of men, chapmen
and craftsmen and others who have drifted into the town, having heard
that there is no lack of wealth there, and many fair women unmated."

"Yea," said Ralph, "and is all this so ill?"  Said Roger, "Meseems it
is ill enough that there is no longer, rightly said, a Fellowship of
the Dry Tree, though the men be alive who were once of that
fellowship." "Nay," said Ralph, "and why should they not make a new
fellowship in the Burg, whereas they may well be peaceful, since they
have come to their above of their foemen?"

"Yea," said Roger slowly, "that is sooth; and so is this, that there in
the Burg they are a strong band, with a captain of their own, and much
worshipped of the peaceful folk; and moreover, though they be not cruel
to torment helpless folk, or hard to make an end of all joy to-day,
lest they lose their joy to-morrow, they now array all men in good
order within the Burg, so that it shall be no easier for a foeman to
win that erst it was."

"What, man!" said Ralph, "then be of better cheer, and come thou with
us, and may be the old steel of the champions may look on the sun down
in Upmeads.  Come thou with me, I say, and show me and my luck to some
of thy fellows who are dwelling in the Burg, and it may be when thou
hast told my tale to them, that some of them shall be content to leave
their beds cold for a while, that they may come help a Friend of the
Well in his need."

Roger sat silent as if he were pondering the matter, while Richard and
the Sage, both of them, took up the word one after the other, and urged
him to it.

At last he said:  "Well, so be it for this adventure.  Only I say not
that I shall give up this hermitage and my holiness for ever.  Come
thou aside, wise man of Swevenham, and I shall tell thee wherefore."
"Yea," said Ralph, laughing, "and when he hath told thee, tell me not
again; for sure I am that he is right to go with us, and belike shall
be wrong in his reason therefore."

Roger looked a little askance at him, and he went without doors with
the Sage, and when they were out of earshot, he said to him: "Hearken,
I would have gone with my lord at the first word, and have been fain
thereof; but there is this woman that followeth him.  At every turn she
shall mind me of our Lady that was; and I shall loath her, and her
fairness and the allurements of her body, because I see of her, that
she it is that hath gotten my Lady's luck, and that but for her my Lady
might yet have been alive."

Said the Sage:  "Well quoth my lord that thou wouldst give me a fool's
reason!  What! dost not thou know, thou that knowest so much of the
Lady of Abundance, that she it was who ordained this Ursula to be
Ralph's bedmate, when she herself should be gone from him, were she
dead or alive, and that she also should be a Friend of the Well, so
that he might not lack a fellow his life long?  But this thou sayest,
not knowing the mind of our Lady, and how she loved him in her inmost
heart."

Roger hung his head and spake not for a while, and then he said: "Well,
wise man, I have said that I will go on this adventure, and I will
smooth my tongue for this while at least, and for what may come
hereafter, let it be.  And now we were best get to horse; for what with
meat and minstrelsy, we have worn away the day till it wants but a
little of noon.  Go tell thy lord that I am ready.  Farewell peace, and
welcome war and grudging!"

So the Sage went within, and came out with the others, and they mounted
their horses anon, and Roger went ahead on foot, and led them through
the thicket-ways without fumbling; and they lay down that night on the
farther side of the Swelling Flood.



CHAPTER 18

A Change of Days in the Burg of the Four Friths


There is naught to tell of their ways till they came out of the thicket
into the fields about the Burg of the Four Friths; and even there was a
look of a bettering of men's lives; though forsooth the husbandmen
there were much the same as had abided in the fields aforetime, whereas
they were not for the most part freemen of the Burg, but aliens who did
service in war and otherwise thereto.  But, it being eventide, there
were men and women and children, who had come out of gates, walking
about and disporting themselves in the loveliness of early summer, and
that in far merrier guise than they had durst do in the bygone days.
Moreover, there was scarce a sword or spear to be seen amongst them,
whereat Roger grudged somewhat, and Richard said:  "Meseems this folk
trusts the peace of the Burg overmuch since, when all is told, unpeace
is not so far from their borders."

But as they drew a little nigher Ralph pointed out to his fellows the
gleam of helms and weapons on the walls, and they saw a watchman on
each of the high towers of the south gate; and then quoth Roger: "Nay,
the Burg will not be won so easily; and if a few fools get themselves
slain outside it is no great matter."

Folk nowise let them come up to the gate unheeded, but gathered about
them to look at the newcomers, but not so as to hinder them, and they
could see that these summerers were goodly folk enough, and demeaned
them as though they had but few troubles weighing on them.  But the
wayfarers were not unchallenged at the gate, for a stout man-at-arms
stayed them and said: "Ye ride somewhat late, friends.  What are ye?"
Quoth Ralph: "We be peaceful wayfarers save to them that would fall on
us, and we seek toward Upmeads."  "Yea?" said the man, "belike ye shall
find something less than peace betwixt here and Upmeads, for rumour
goes that there are alien riders come into the lands of Higham, and for
aught I know the said unpeace may spread further on.  Well if ye will
go to the Flower de Luce and abide there this night, ye shall have a
let-pass to-morn betimes."

Then Ralph spake a word in Roger's ear, and Roger nodded his head, and,
throwing his cowl aback, went up to the man-at-arms and said: "Stephen
a-Hurst, hast thou time for a word with an old friend?" "Yea, Roger,"
said the man "is it verily thou?  I deemed that thou hadst fled away
from all of us to live in the wilds."

"So it was, lad," said Roger, "but times change from good to bad and
back again; and now am I of this good lord's company; and I shall tell
thee, Stephen, that though he rideth but few to-day, yet merry shall he
be that rideth with him to-morrow if unpeace be in the land.  Lo you,
Stephen, this is the Child of Upmeads, whom belike thou hast heard of;
and if thou wilt take me into the chamber of thy tower, I will tell
thee things of him that thou wottest not."

Stephen turned to Ralph and made obeisance to him and said: "Fair Sir,
there are tales going about concerning thee, some whereof are strange
enow, but none of them ill; and I deem by the look of thee that thou
shalt be both a stark champion and a good lord; and I deem that it
shall be my good luck, if I see more of thee, and much more.  Now if
thou wilt, pass on with thine other fellows to the Flower de Luce, and
leave this my old fellow-in-arms with me, and he shall tell me of thy
mind; for I see that thou wouldest have somewhat of us; and since, I
doubt not by the looks of thee, that thou wilt not bid us aught
unknightly, when we know thy will, we shall try to pleasure thee."

"Yea, Lord Ralph," said Roger, "thou mayest leave all the business with
me, and I will come to thee not later than betimes to-morrow, and let
thee wot how matters have sped.  And methinks ye may hope to wend
out-a-gates this time otherwise than thou didest before."

So Ralph gave him yeasay and thanked the man-at-arms and rode his ways
with the others toward the Flower de Luce, and whereas the sun was but
newly set, Ralph noted that the booths were gayer and the houses
brighter and more fairly adorned than aforetimes.  As for the folk,
they were such that the streets seemed full of holiday makers, so
joyous and well dight were they; and the women like to those fair
thralls whom he had seen that other time, saving that they were not
clad so wantonly, however gaily.  They came into the great square, and
there they saw that the masons and builders had begun on the master
church to make it fairer and bigger; the people were sporting there as
in the streets, and amongst them were some weaponed men, but the most
part of these bore the token of the Dry Tree.

So they entered the Flower de Luce, and had good welcome there, as if
they were come home to their own house; for when its people saw such a
goodly old man in the Sage, and so stout and trim a knight as was
Richard, and above all when they beheld the loveliness of Ralph and
Ursula, they praised them open-mouthed, and could scarce make enough of
them.  And when they had had their meat and were rested came two of the
maids there and asked them if it were lawful to talk with them; and
Ralph laughed and bade them sit by them, and eat a dainty morsel; and
they took that blushing, for they were fair and young, and Ralph's face
and the merry words of his mouth stirred the hearts within them: and
forsooth it was not so much they that spake as Ursula and the Sage; for
Ralph was somewhat few spoken, whereas he pondered concerning the
coming days, and what he half deemed that he saw a-doing at Upmeads.
But at last they found their tongues, and said how that already rumour
was abroad that they were in the Burg who had drunk of the Water of the
Well at the World's End; and said one: "It is indeed a fair sight to
see you folk coming back in triumph; and so methinks will many deem if
ye abide with us over to-morrow, and yet, Lady, for a while we are
well-nigh as joyous as ye can be, whereas we have but newly come into
new life also: some of us from very thralldom of the most grievous, and
I am of those; and some of us in daily peril of it, like to my sister
here.  So mayhappen," said she, smiling, "none of us shall seek to the
Well until we have worn our present bliss a little threadbare."

Ursula smiled on her, but the Sage said:  "Mayhappen it is of no avail
speaking of such things to a young and fair woman; but what would
betide you if the old Burgers were to come back and win their walls
again?"  The maid who had been a thrall changed countenance at his
word; but the other one said: "If the Burgers come back, they will find
them upon the walls who have already chaced them.  Thou mayst deem me
slim and tender, old wise man; but such as mine arm is, it has upheaved
the edges against the foe; and if it be a murder to slay a Burger, then
am I worthy of the gallows."  "Yea, yea," quoth Richard, laughing, "ye
shall be double-manned then in this good town: ye may well win, unless
the sight of you shall make the foe over fierce for the gain."

Said the Sage "It is well, maiden, and if ye hold to that, and keep
your carles in the same road, ye need not to fear the Burgers: and to
say sooth, I have it in my mind, that before long ye shall have both
war and victory."

Then Ralph seemed to wake up as from a dream, and he arose, and said:
"Thou art in the right, Sage, and to mine eyes it seemeth that both
thou and I shall be sharers in the war and the victory." And therewith
he fell to striding up and down the hall, while the two maidens sat
gazing on him with gleaming eyes and flushed cheeks.

But in a little while he came back to his seat and sat him down, and
fell to talk with the women, and asked them of the town and the
building therein, and the markets, whether they throve; and they and
two or three of the townsmen or merchants answered all, and told him
how fair their estate was, and how thriving was the lot of one and all
with them.  Therewith was Ralph well pleased, and they sat talking
there in good fellowship till the night was somewhat worn, and all men
fared to bed.



CHAPTER 19

Ralph Sees Hampton and the Scaur


When it was morning Ralph arose and went into the hall of the hostelry,
and even as he entered it the outside door opened, and in came Roger,
and Richard with him (for he had been astir very early) and Roger, who
was armed from head to foot and wore a coat of the Dry Tree, cried out:
"Now, Lord, thou wert best do on thy war-gear, for thou shalt presently
be captain of an host."  "Yea, Roger," quoth Ralph, "and hast thou done
well?" "Well enough," said Richard; "thine host shall not be a great
one, but no man in it will be a blencher, for they be all champions of
the Dry Tree."

"Yea," quoth Roger, "so it was that Stephen a-Hurst brought me to a
company of my old fellows, and we went all of us together to the
Captain of the Burg (e'en he of the Dry Tree, who in these latest days
is made captain of all), and did him to wit that thou hadst a need; and
whereas he, as all of us, had heard of the strokes that thou struckest
in the wood that day when thy happiness first began, (woe worth the
while!) he stickled not to give some of us leave to look on the
hand-play with thee.  But soft, my Lord! abound not in thanks as yet,
till I tell thee.  The said Captain hath gotten somewhat of the mind of
a chapman by dwelling in a town, 'tis like (the saints forgive me for
saying so!) and would strike a bargain with thee." "Yea," said Ralph,
smiling, "I partly guess what like the bargain is; but say thou."

Said Roger:  "I like not his bargain, not for thy sake but mine own;
this it is, that we shall ride, all of us who are to be of thy
fellowship, to the Castle of the Scaur to-day, and there thy Lady shall
sit in the throne whereas in past days our Lady and Queen was wont to
sit; and that thou shalt swear upon her head, that whensoever he
biddeth thee come to the help of the Burg of the Four Friths and the
tribes of the Wheat-wearers, thou shalt come in arms by the straightest
road with such fellowship as thou mayst gather; and if thou wilt so do,
we of the Dry Tree who go with thee on this journey are thine to save
or to spend by flood or field, or castle wall, amidst the edges and the
shafts and the fire-flaught. What sayest thou--thou who art lucky, and
hast of late become wise?  And I will tell thee, that though I hope it
not, yet I would thou shouldst naysay it; for it will be hard for me to
see another woman sitting in our Lady's seat: yea, to see her sitting
there, who hath stolen her luck."

Said Ralph:  "Now this proffer of the Captain's I call friendly and
knightly, and I will gladly swear as he will; all the more as without
any oath I should never fail him whensoever he may send for me.  As for
thee, Roger, ride with us if thou wilt, and thou shalt be welcome both
in the company, and at the High House of Upmeads whenso we come there."

Then was Roger silent, but nowise abashed; and as they spoke they heard
the tramp of horses and the clash of weapons, and they saw through the
open door three men-at-arms riding up to the house; so Ralph went out
to welcome them; they were armed full well in bright armour, and their
coats were of the Dry Tree, and were tall men and warrior-like. They
hailed Ralph as captain, and he gave them the sele of the day and bade
come in and drink a cup; so did they, but they were scarce off their
horses ere there came another three, and then six together, and so one
after other till the hall of the Flower de Luce was full of the gleam
of steel and clash of armour, and the lads held their horses without
and were merry with the sight of the stalwart men-at-arms.  Now cometh
Ursula down from her chamber clad in her bravery; and when they saw her
they set up a shout for joy of her, so that the rafters rang again; but
she laughed for pleasure of them, and poured them out the wine, till
they were merrier with the sight of her than with the good liquor.

Now Roger comes to Ralph and tells him that he deems his host hath come
to the last man.  Then Ralph armed him, and those two maidens brought
him his horse, and they mount all of them and draw up in the Square;
and Roger and Stephen a-Hurst array them, for they were chosen of them
as leaders along with Ralph, and Richard, whom they all knew, at least
by hearsay.  Then Roger drew from his pouch a parchment, and read the
roll of names, and there was no man lacking, and they were threescore
save five, besides Roger and the way-farers, and never was a band of
like number seen better; and Richard said softly unto Ralph:  "If we
had a few more of these, I should care little what foemen we should
meet in Upmeads:  soothly, my lord, they had as well have ridden into
red Hell as into our green fields." "Fear not, Richard," said Ralph,
"we shall have enough."

So then they rode out of the Square and through the streets to the
North Gate, and much folk was abroad to look on them, and they blessed
them as they went, both carles and queans; for the rumour was toward
that there was riding a good and dear Lord and a Friend of the Well to
get his own again from out of the hands of the aliens.

Herewith they ride a little trot through the Freedom of the Burg, and
when they were clear of it they turned aside from the woodland highway
whereon Ralph had erst ridden with Roger and followed the rides a good
way till it was past noon, when they came into a very close thicket
where there was but a narrow and winding way whereon two men might not
ride abreast, and Roger said: "Now, if we were the old Burgers, and the
Dry Tree still holding the Scaur, we should presently know what
steel-point dinner meaneth; if the dead could rise out of their graves
to greet their foemen, we should anon be a merry company here.  But at
last they learned the trick, and were wont to fetch a compass round
about Grey Goose Thicket as it hight amongst us."

"Well," said Ralph, "but how if there by any waylaying us; the Burgers
may be wiser still than thou deemest, and ye may have learned them more
than thou art minded to think."

"Nay," said Roger, "I bade a half score turn aside by the thicket path
on our left hands; that shall make all sure; but indeed I look for no
lurkers as yet.  In a month's time that may betide, but not yet; not
yet.  But tell me, fair Sir, have ye any deeming of where thou mayst
get thee more folk who be not afraid of the hard hand-play? For Richard
hath been telling me that there be tidings in the air."

Said Ralph:  "If hope play me not false, I look to gather some stout
carles of the Shepherd Country."  "Yea," said Roger, "but I shall tell
thee that they have been at whiles unfriends of the Dry Tree."  Said
Ralph: "I think they will be friends unto me."  "Then it shall do
well," said Roger, "for they be good in a fray."

So talked they as they rode, but ever Roger would give no heed to
Ursula.  but made as if he wotted not that she was there, though ever
and anon Ralph would be turning back to speak to her and help her
through the passes.

At last the thicket began to dwindle, and presently riding out of a
little valley or long trench on to a ridge nearly bare of trees, they
saw below them a fair green plain, and in the midst of it a great heap
of grey rocks rising out of it like a reef out of the sea, and on the
said reef, and climbing up as it were to the topmost of it, the white
walls of a great castle, the crown whereof was a huge round tower.  At
the foot of the ridge was a thorp of white houses thatched with straw
scattered over a good piece of the plain.  The company drew rein on the
ridge-top, and the Champions raised a great shout at the sight of their
old strong-place; and Roger turned to Ralph and said:  "Fair Sir, how
deemest thou of the Castle of the Scaur?" but Richard broke in: "For my
part, friend Roger, I deem that ye do like to people unlearned in war
to leave the stronghold ungarnished of men.  This is a fool's deed."
"Nay, nay," said Roger, "we need not be over-hasty, while it is our
chief business to order the mingled folk of the Wheat-wearers and
others who dwell in the Burg as now."

Then spake Ralph:  "Yet how wilt thou say but that the foemen whom we
go to meet in Upmeads may be some of those very Burgers:  hast thou
heard whether they have found a new dwelling among some unhappy folk,
or be still roving: maybe they shall deem Upmeads fair."

Spake Michael a-Hurst: "By thy leave, fair Sir, we have had a word of
those riders and strong-thieves that they have fetched a far compass,
and got them armour, and be come into the woodland north of the Wood
Debateable.  For like all strong-thieves, they love the wood."

Roger laughed:  "Yea, as we did, friend Michael, when we were thieves;
whereas now we be lords and gentlemen.  But as to thy tidings, I set
not much by them; for of the same message was this word that they had
already fallen on Higham by the Way; and we know that this cannot be
true; since though forsooth the Abbot has had unpeace on his hands, we
know where his foemen came from, the West to wit, and the Banded
Barons."

"Yea, yea," quoth the Sage, "but may not the Burgers have taken service
with them?"  "Yea, forsooth," quoth Roger, "but I deem not, or we had
been surer thereof."

Thus they spake, and they lighted down all of them to breathe their
horses, and Ursula spake with Ralph as they walked the greensward
together a little apart, and said: "Sweetheart, I am afraid of to-day."

"Yea, dear," said he, "and wherefore?"  She said: "It will be hard for
me to enter that grim house yonder, and sit in the seat whence I was
erewhile threatened by the evil hag with hair like a grey she-bear."

He made much of her and said:  "Yet belike a Friend of the Well may
overcome this also; and withal the hall shall be far other to-day when
it was."

She looked about on the warriors as they lay on the grass or loitered
by their horses; then she smiled, and her face lightened, and she
reddened and cast down her eyes and said: "Yea, that is sooth; that day
there were few men in the hall, and they old and evil of semblance.  It
was a band of women who took me in the thorp and brought me up into the
Castle, and mishandled me there, and cast me into prison there; whereas
these be good fellows, and frank and free of aspect.  But O, my heart,
look thou how fearful the piled-up rocks rise from the plain and the
walls wind up amongst them; and that huge tower, the crown of all!
Surely there is none more fearful in the world."

He kissed her and laughed merrily, and said:  "Yea, sweetheart, and
there will be another change in the folk of the hall when we come there
this time, to wit, that thou shouldst not be alone therein, even were
all these champions, and Richard and the Sage away from thee.  Wilt
thou tell me how that shall be?"

She turned to him and kissed him and caressed him, and then they turned
back again toward their fellows, for by now they had walked together a
good way along the ridge.

So then they gat to horse again and rode into the thorp, where men and
women stood about to behold them, and made them humble reverence as
they passed by.  So rode they to the bailly of the Castle; and if that
stronghold looked terrible from the ridge above, tenfold more terrible
of aspect it was when the upper parts were hidden by the grey rocks,
and they so huge and beetling, and though the sun was bright about
them, and they in the midst of their friends, yet even Ralph felt
somewhat of dread creep over him: yet he smiled cheerfully as Ursula
turned an anxious face on him.  They alighted from their horses in the
bailly, for over steep for horse-hoofs was the walled way upward; and
as they began to mount, even the merry Champions hushed their holiday
clamour for awe of the huge stronghold, and Ralph took Ursula by the
hand, and she sidled up to him, and said softly:  "Yea, it was here
they drave me up, those women, thrusting and smiting me; and some would
have stripped off my raiment, but one who seemed the wisest, said,
'Nay, leave her till she come before the ancient Lady, for her gear may
be a token of whence she is, and whither, if she be come as a spy.'  So
I escaped them for that moment.  And now I wonder what we shall find in
the hall when we come in thither.  It is somewhat like to me, as when
one gets up from bed in the dead night, when all is quiet and the moon
is shining, and goes out of the chamber into the hall, and coming back,
almost dreads to see some horror lying in one's place amid the familiar
bedclothes."

And she grew paler as she spake.  Then Ralph comforted her and trimmed
his countenance to a look of mirth, but inwardly he was ill at ease.

So up they went and up, till they came to a level place whereon was
built the chief hall and its chambers:  there they stood awhile to
breathe them before the door, which was rather low than great; and
Ursula clung to Ralph and trembled, but Ralph spake in her ear: "Take
heart, my sweet, or these men, and Roger in especial, will think the
worse of thee; and thou a Friend of the Well.  What! here is naught to
hurt thee! this is naught beside the perils of the desert, and the
slaves and the evil lord of Utterbol." "Yea," she said, "but meseemeth
I loved thee not so sore as now I do.  O friend, I am become a weak
woman and unvaliant, and there is naught in me but love of thee, and
love of life because of thee; nor dost thou know altogether what befell
me in that hall."

But Ralph turned about and cried out in a loud, cheerful voice: "Let us
enter, friends! and lo you, I will show the Champions of the Dry Tree
the way into their own hall and high place." Therewith he thrust the
door open, for it was not locked, and strode into the hall, still
leading Ursula by the hand, and all the company followed him, the clash
of their armour resounding through the huge building.  Though it was
long, it was not so much that it was long as that it was broad, and
exceeding high, so that in the dusk of it the great vault of the roof
was dim and misty.  There was no man therein, no halling on its walls,
no benches nor boards, naught but the great standing table of stone on
the dais, and the stone high-seat amidst of it: and the place did
verily seem like the house and hall of a people that had died out in
one hour because of their evil deeds.

They stood still a moment when they were all fairly within doors, and
Roger thrust up to Ralph and said, but softly:  "The woman is
blenching, and all for naught; were it not for the oath, we had best
have left her in the thorp: I fear me she will bring evil days on our
old home with her shivering fear.  How far otherwise came our Lady in
hither when first she came amongst us, when the Duke of us found her in
the wood after she had been thrust out from Sunway by the Baron whom
thou slewest afterward.  Our Duke brought her in hither wrapped up in
his knight's scarlet cloak, and went up with her on to the dais; but
when she came thither, she turned about and let her cloak fall to
earth, and stood there barefoot in her smock, as she had been cast out
into the wildwood, and she spread abroad her hands, and cried out in a
loud voice as sweet as the May blackbird, 'May God bless this House and
the abode of the valiant, and the shelter of the hapless.'"

Said Ursula (and her voice was firm and the colour come back to her
cheeks now, while Ralph stood agaze and wondering): "Roger, thou lovest
me little, meseemeth, though if I did less than I do, I should do
against the will of thy Lady that was Queen in this hall.  But tell me,
Roger, where is gone that other one, the fearful she-bear of this crag,
who sat in yonder stone high-seat, and roared at me and mocked me, and
gave me over into the hands of her tormentors, who haled me away to the
prison wherefrom thy very Lady delivered me?"

"Lady," said Roger, "the tale of her is short since the day thou sawest
her herein.  On the day when we first had the evil tidings of the
slaying of my Lady we were sad at heart, and called to mind ancient
transgressions against us; therefore we fell on the she-bear, as thou
callest her, and her company of men and women, and some we slew and
some we thrust forth; but as to her, I slew her not three feet from
where thou standest now.  A rumour there is that she walketh, and it
may be so; yet in the summer noon ye need not look to see her."

Ralph said coldly:  "Roger, let us be done with minstrels' tales; lead
me to the place where the oath is to be sworn, for time presses."

Scarce were the words out of his mouth ere Roger strode forward and gat
him on to the dais and went hastily to the wall behind the high-seat,
whence he took down a very great horn, and set it to his lips and
winded it loudly thrice, so that the great and high hall was full of
its echoes.  Richard started thereat and half drew his sword; but the
Sage put his hand upon the hilts, and said:  "It is naught, let the
edges lie quiet." Ursula stared astonished, but now she quaked no more;
Ralph changed not countenance a wit, and the champions of the Tree made
as if naught had been done that they looked not for.  But thereafter
cried Roger from the dais: "This is the token that the men of the Dry
Tree are met for matters of import; thus is the Mote hallowed.  Come up
hither, ye aliens, and ye also of the fellowship, that the oath may be
sworn, and we may go our ways, even as the alien captain biddeth."

Then Ralph took Ursula's hand again, and went up the hall calmly and
proudly, and the champions followed with Richard and the Sage.  Ralph
and Ursula went up on to the dais, and he set down Ursula in the stone
high-seat, and even in the halldusk a right fair- picture she
looked therein; for she was clad in a goodly green gown broidered with
flowers, and a green cloak with gold orphreys over it; her hair was
spread abroad over her shoulders, and on her head was a garland of
roses which the women of the Flower de Luce had given her; so there she
sat with her fair face, whence now all the wrinkles of trouble and fear
were smoothed out, looking like an image of the early summer-tide
itself.  And the champions looked on her and marvelled, and one
whispered to the other that it was their Lady of aforetime come back
again; only Roger, who had now gone back to the rest of the fellowship,
cast his eyes upon the ground, and muttered.

Now Ralph draws his sword, and lays it naked on the stone table, and he
stood beside Ursula and said:  "Champions of the Dry Tree, by the blade
of Upmeads which lieth here before me, and by the head which I love
best in the world, and is best worthy of love" (and herewith he laid
his hand on Ursula's head), "I swear that whensoever the Captain of the
Dry Tree calleth on me, whether I be eating or drinking, abed or
standing on my feet, at peace or at war, glad or sorry, I shall do my
utmost to come to his aid straightway with whatso force I may gather.
Is this rightly sworn, Champions?"

Said Stephen a-Hurst: "It is sworn well and knightly, and now cometh
our oath."

"Nay," said Ralph, "I had no mind to drive a bargain with you; your
deeds shall prove you; and I fear not for your doughtiness."

Said Stephen:  "Yea, Lord; but he bade us swear to thee.  Reach me thy
sword, I pray thee."

Then Ralph reached him his sword across the great stone table, and
Stephen took it, and kissed the blade and the hilts; and then lifted up
his voice and said:  "By the hilts and the blade, by the point and the
edge, we swear to follow the Lord Ralph of Upmeads for a year and a
day, and to do his will in all wise.  So help us God and Allhallows!"

And therewith he gave the sword to the others, and each man of them
kissed it as he had.

But Ralph said:  "Champions, for this oath I thank you all heartily.
But it is not my meaning that I should hold you by me for a year,
whereas I deem I shall do all that my kindred may need in three days'
space from the first hour wherein we set foot in Upmeads."

Stephen smiled friendly at him and nodded, and said:  "That may well
be; but now to make a good end of this mote I will tell thee a thing;
to wit, that our Captain, yea, and all we, are minded to try thee by
this fray in Upmeads, now we know that thou hast become a Friend of the
Well.  And if thou turn out as we deem is likest, we will give thee
this Castle of the Scaur, for thee and those that shall spring from thy
loins; for we deem that some such man as thou will be the only one to
hold it worthily, and in such wise as it may be a stronghold against
tyrants and for the helping of peaceable folk; since forsooth, we of
the Dry Tree have heard somewhat of the Well at the World's End, and
trow in the might thereof."

He made an end; and Ralph kept silence and pondered the matter.  But
Roger lifted up his head and broke in, and said:  "Yea, yea! that is
it: we are all become men of peace, we riders of the Dry Tree!" And he
laughed withal, but as one nowise best pleased.

But as Ralph was gathering his words together, and Ursula was looking
up to him with trouble in her face again, came a man of the thorp
rushing into the hall, and cried out: "O, my lords! there are weaponed
men coming forth from the thicket.  Save us, we pray you, for we are
ill-weaponed and men of peace."

Roger laughed, and said:  "Eh, good man!  So ye want us back again?
But my Lord Ralph, and thou Richard, and thou Stephen, come ye to the
shot-window here, that giveth on to the forest.  We are high up here,
and we shall see all as clearly as in a good mirror.  Hast thou shut
the gates, carle?"  "Yea, Lord Roger," quoth he, "and there are some
fifty of us together down in the base-court."

Ralph and Richard and Stephen looked forth from the shot window, and
saw verily a band of men riding down the bent into the thorp, and
Ralph, who as aforesaid was far-sighted and clear-sighted, said: "Yea,
it is strange:  but without doubt these are riders of the Dry Tree; and
they seem to me to be some ten-score. Thou Stephen, thou Roger, what is
to hand?  Is your Captain wont to give a gift and take it back...and
somewhat more with it?"  Stephen looked abashed at his word; and Roger
hung his head again.

But therewith the Sage drew up to them and said:  "Be not dismayed,
Lord Ralph.  What wert thou going to say to the Champions when this
carle brake in?"

"This," said Ralph, "that I thanked the Dry Tree heartily for its gift,
but that meseemed it naught wise to leave this stronghold disgarnished
of men till I can come or send back from Upmeads."

Stephen's face cleared at the word, and he said:  "I bid thee believe
it, lord, that there is no treason in our Captain's heart; and that if
there were I would fight against him and his men on thy behalf."  And
Roger, though in a somewhat surly voice, said the like.

Ralph thought a little, and then he said:  "It is well; go we down and
out of gates to meet them, that we may the sooner get on our way to
Upmeads." And without more words he went up to Ursula and took her hand
and went out of the hall, and down the rock-cut stair, and all they
with him.  And when they came into the Base-court, Ralph spoke to the
carles of the thorp, who stood huddled together sore afeard, and said:
"Throw open the gates.  These riders who have so scared you are naught
else than the Champions of the Dry Tree who are coming back to their
stronghold that they may keep you sure against wicked tyrants who would
oppress you."

The carles looked askance at one another, but straightway opened the
gates, and Ralph and his company went forth, and abode the new-comers
on a little green mound half a bowshot from the Castle.  Ralph sat down
on the grass and Ursula by him, and she said: "My heart tells me that
these Champions are no traitors, however rough and fierce they have
been, and still shall be if occasion serve.  But O, sweetheart, how
dear and sweet is this sunlit greensward after yonder grim hold.
Surely, sweet, it shall never be our dwelling?"

"I wot not, beloved," said he; "must we not go and dwell where deeds
shall lead us? and the hand of Weird is mighty.  But lo thou, here are
the newcomers to hand!"

So it was as he said, and presently the whole band came before them,
and they were all of the Dry Tree, stout men and well weaponed, and
they had ridden exceeding fast, so that their horses were somewhat
spent.  A tall man very gallantly armed, who rode at their head, leapt
at once from his horse and came up to Ralph and hailed him, and Roger
and Stephen both made obeisance to him.  Ralph, who had risen up,
hailed him in his turn, and the tall man said:  "I am the Captain of
the Dry Tree for lack of a better; art thou Ralph of Upmeads, fair
sir?" "Even so," said Ralph.

Said the Captain:  "Thou wilt marvel that I have ridden after thee on
the spur; so here is the tale shortly.  Your backs were not turned on
the walls of the Burg an hour, ere three of my riders brought in to me
a man who said, and gave me tokens of his word being true, that he had
fallen in with a company of the old Burgers in the Wood Debateable,
which belike thou wottest of."

"All we of Upmeads wot of it," said Ralph.  "Well," said the Captain,
"amongst these said Burgers, who were dwelling in the wildwood in
summer content, the word went free that they would gather to them other
bands of strong-thieves who haunt that wood, and go with them upon
Upmeads, and from Upmeads, when they were waxen strong, they would fall
upon Higham by the Way, and thence with yet more strength on their old
dwelling of the Burg.  Now whereas I know that thou art of Upmeads, and
also what thou art, and what thou hast done, I have ridden after thee
to tell thee what is toward.  But if thou deemest I have brought thee
all these riders it is not wholly so.  For it was borne into my mind
that our old stronghold was left bare of men, and I knew not what might
betide; and that the more, as more than one man has told us how that
another band of the disinherited Burgers have fallen upon Higham or the
lands thereof, and Higham is no great way hence; so that some five
score of these riders are to hold our Castle of the Scaur, and the rest
are for thee to ride afield with.  As for the others, thou hast been
told already that the Scaur, and Hampton therewith is a gift from us to
thee; for henceforward we be the lords of the Burg of the Four Friths,
and that is more than enough for us."

Ralph thanked the Captain for this, and did him to wit that he would
take the gift if he came back out the Upmeads fray alive:  said he,
"With thee and the Wheat-wearers in the Burg, and me in the Scaur, no
strong-thief shall dare lift up his hand in these parts."

The Captain smiled, and Ralph went on:  "And now I must needs ask thee
for leave to depart; which is all the more needful, whereas thy men
have over-ridden their horses, and we must needs go a soft pace till we
come to Higham."

"Yea, art thou for Higham, fair sir?" said the Captain.  "That is well;
for ye may get men therefrom, and at the least it is like that ye shall
hear tidings:  as to my men and their horses, this hath been looked to.
For five hundred good men of the Wheat-wearers, men who have not
learned the feat of arms a-horseback, are coming through the woods
hither to help ward thy castle, fair lord; they will be here in some
three hours' space and will bring horses for thy five score men,
therefore do ye but ride softly to Higham and if these sergeants catch
up with you it is well, but if not, abide them at Higham."

"Thanks have thou for this once more," said Ralph; "and now I have no
more word than this for thee; that I will come to thee at thy least
word, and serve thee with all that I have, to my very life if need be.
And yet I must say this, that I wot not why ye and these others are
become to me, who am alien to you, as very brothers."  Said the
Captain: "There is this to be said of it, as was aforesaid, that all we
count thy winning of the Well at the World's End as valiancy in thee,
yea, and luck withal.  But, moreover, she who was Our Lady would have
had thee for her friend had she lived, and how then could we be less
than friends to thee?  Depart in peace, my friend, and we look to see
thee again in a little while."

Therewith he kissed him, and bade farewell; and Ralph bade his band to
horse, and they were in the saddle in a twinkling, and rode away from
Hampton at a soft pace.

But as they went, Ralph turned to Ursula and said: "And now belike
shall we see Bourton Abbas once more, and the house where first I saw
thee.  And O how sweet thou wert!  And I was so happy and so young."

"Yea," she said, "and sorely I longed for thee, and now we have long
been together, as it seemeth; and yet that long space shall be but a
little while of our lives.  But, my friend, as to Bourton Abbas, I
misdoubt me of our seeing it; for there is a nigher road by the by-ways
to Higham, which these men know, and doubtless that way we shall wend:
and I am glad thereof; for I shall tell thee, that somewhat I fear that
thorp, lest it should lay hold of me, and wake me from a dream."

"Yea," said Ralph, "but even then, belike thou shouldst find me beside
thee; as if I had fallen asleep in the ale-house, and dreamed of the
Well at the World's End, and then awoke and seen the dear barefoot
maiden busying her about her house and its matters.  That were naught
so ill."

"Ah," she said, "look round on thy men, and think of the might of war
that is in them, and think of the deeds to come.  But O how I would
that these next few days were worn away, and we yet alive for a long
while."



CHAPTER 20

They Come to the Gate of Higham By the Way


It was as Ursula had deemed, and they made for Higham by the shortest
road, so that they came before the gate a little before sunset: to the
very gate they came not; for there were strong barriers before it, and
men-at-arms within them, as though they were looking for an onfall.
And amongst these were bowmen who bended their bows on Ralph and his
company.  So Ralph stayed his men, and rode up to the barriers with
Richard and Stephen a-Hurst, all three of them bare-headed with their
swords in the sheaths; and Stephen moreover bearing a white cloth on a
truncheon.  Then a knight of the town, very bravely armed, came forth
from the barriers and went up to Ralph, and said:  "Fair sir, art thou
a knight?"  "Yea," said Ralph.  Said the knight, "Who be ye?"  "I hight
Ralph of Upmeads," said Ralph, "and these be my men:  and we pray thee
for guesting in the town of my Lord Abbot to-night, and leave to depart
to-morrow betimes."

"O unhappy young man," said the knight, "meseems these men be not so
much thine as thou art theirs; for they are of the Dry Tree, and bear
their token openly.  Wilt thou then lodge thy company of strong-thieves
with honest men?"

Stephen a-Hurst laughed roughly at this word, but Ralph said mildly:
"These men are indeed of the Dry Tree, but they are my men and under my
rule, and they be riding on my errands, which be lawful."

The knight was silent a while and then he said:  "Well, it may be so;
but into this town they come not, for the tale of them is over long for
honest men to hearken to."

Even as he spake, a man-at-arms somewhat evilly armed shoved through
the barriers, thrusting aback certain of his fellows, and, coming up to
Ralph, stood staring up into his face with the tears starting into his
eyes.  Ralph looked a moment, and then reached down his arms to embrace
him, and kissed his face; for lo! it was his own brother Hugh.  Withal
he whispered in his ear:  "Get thee behind us, Hugh, if thou wilt come
with us, lad."  So Hugh passed on quietly toward the band, while Ralph
turned to the knight again, who said to him, "Who is that man?" "He is
mine own brother," said Ralph.  "Be he the brother of whom he will,"
said the knight, "he was none the less our sworn man.  Ye fools," said
he, turning toward the men in the barrier, "why did ye not slay him?"
"He slipped out," said they, "before we wotted what he was about." Said
the knight, "Where were your bows, then?"

Said a man:  "They were pressing so hard on the barrier, that we could
not draw a bowstring.  Besides, how might we shoot him without hitting
thee, belike?"

The knight turned toward Ralph, grown wroth and surly, and that the
more he saw Stephen and Richard grinning; he said: "Fair sir, ye have
strengthened the old saw that saith, Tell me what thy friends are, and
I will tell thee what thou art.  Thou hast stolen our man with not a
word on it."

"Fair sir," said Ralph, "meseemeth thou makest more words than enough
about it.  Shall I buy my brother of thee, then?  I have a good few
pieces in my pouch."  The captain shook his head angrily.

"Well," said Ralph, "how can I please thee, fair sir?"

Quoth the knight:  "Thou canst please me best by turning thy horses'
heads away from Higham, all the sort of you."  He stepped back toward
the barriers, and then came forward again, and said: "Look you,
man-at-arms, I warn thee that I trust thee not, and deem that thou
liest.  Now have I mind to issue out and fall upon you: for ye shall be
evil guests in my Lord Abbot's lands."

Now at last Ralph waxed somewhat wroth, and he said: "Come out then, if
you will, and we shall meet you man for man; there is yet light on this
lily lea, and we will do so much for thee, churl though thou be."

But as he spoke, came the sounds of horns, and lo, over the bent showed
the points of spears, and then all those five-score of the Dry Tree
whom the captain had sent after Ralph came pouring down the bent.  The
knight looked on them under the sharp of his hand, till he saw the Dry
Tree on their coats also, and then he turned and gat him hastily into
the barriers; and when he was amongst his own men he fell to roaring
out a defiance to Ralph, and a bolt flew forth, and two or three
shafts, but hurt no one.  Richard and Stephen drew their swords, but
Ralph cried out: "Come away, friends, tarry not to bicker with these
fools, who are afraid of they know not what:  it is but lying under the
naked heaven to-night instead of under the rafters, but we have all
lodged thus a many times: and we shall be nigher to our journey's end
to-morrow when we wake up."

Therewith he turned his horse with Richard and Stephen and came to his
own men.  There was much laughter and jeering at the Abbot's men amidst
of the Dry Tree, both of those who had ridden with Ralph, and the
new-comers; but they arrayed them to ride further in good order, and
presently were skirting the walls of Higham out of bow-shot, and making
for the Down country by the clear of the moon.  The sergeants had
gotten a horse for Hugh, and by Ralph's bidding he rode beside him as
they went their ways, and the two brethren talked together lovingly.



CHAPTER 21

Talk Between Those Two Brethren


Ralph asked Hugh first if he wotted aught of Gregory their brother.
Hugh laughed and pointed to Higham, and said:  "He is yonder." "What,"
said Ralph, "in the Abbot's host?"  "Yea," said Hugh, laughing again,
"but in his spiritual, not his worldly host: he is turned monk,
brother; that is, he is already a novice, and will be a brother of the
Abbey in six months' space."  Said Ralph: "And Launcelot Long-tongue,
thy squire, how hath he sped?"  Said Hugh: "He is yonder also, but in
the worldly host, not the spiritual: he is a sergeant of theirs, and
somewhat of a catch for them, for he is no ill man-at-arms, as thou
wottest, and besides he adorneth everything with words, so that men
hearken to him gladly." "But tell me," said Ralph, "how it befalleth
that the Abbot's men of war be so churlish, and chary of the inside of
their town; what have they to fear?  Is not the Lord Abbot still a
mighty man?" Hugh shook his head:  "There hath been a change of days at
Higham; though I say not but that the knights are over careful, and
much over fearful."  "What has the change been?" said Ralph.  Hugh
said:  "In time past my Lord Abbot was indeed a mighty man, and both
this town of Higham was well garnished of men-at-arms, and also many of
his manors had castles and strong-houses on them, and the yeomen were
ready to run to their weapons whenso the gathering was blown.  In
short, Higham was as mighty as it was wealthy; and the Abbot's men had
naught to do with any, save with thy friends here who bear the Tree
Leafless; all else feared those holy walls and the well-blessed men who
warded them.  But the Dry Tree feared, as men said, neither man nor
devil (and I hope it may be so still since they are become thy
friends), and they would whiles lift in the Abbot's lands when they had
no merrier business on hand, and not seldom came to their above in
their dealings with his men.  But all things come to an end; for, as I
am told, some year and a half ago, the Abbot had debate with the
Westland Barons, who both were and are ill men to deal with, being both
hungry and doughty.  The quarrel grew till my Lord must needs defy
them, and to make a long tale short, he himself in worldly armour led
his host against them, and they met some twenty miles to the west in
the field of the Wry Bridge, and there was Holy Church overthrown; and
the Abbot, who is as valiant a man as ever sang mass, though not
over-wise in war, would not flee, and as none would slay him, might
they help it, they had to lead him away, and he sits to this day in
their strongest castle, the Red Mount west-away. Well, he being gone,
and many of his wisest warriors slain, the rest ran into gates again;
but when the Westlanders beset Higham and thought to have it good
cheap, the monks and their men warded it not so ill but that the
Westlanders broke their teeth over it.  Forsooth, they turned away
thence and took most of the castles and strong-houses of the Abbot's
lands; burned some and put garrisons into others, and drave away a
mighty spoil of chattels and men and women, so that the lands of Higham
are half ruined; and thereby the monks, though they be stout enough
within their walls, will not suffer their men to ride abroad.  Whereby,
being cooped up in a narrow place, and with no deeds to hand to cheer
their hearts withal, they are grown sour and churlish."

"But, brother," said Ralph, "howsoever churlish they may be, and howso
timorous, I cannot see why they should shut their gates in our faces, a
little band, when there is no foe anear them."

"Ralph," said Hugh, "thou must think of this once more, that the Dry
Tree is no good let-pass to flourish in honest men's faces; specialiter
if they be monks.  Amongst the brothers of Higham the tale goes that
those Champions have made covenant with the devil to come to their
above whensoever they be not more than one to five.  Nay, moreover, it
is said that there be very devils amongst them; some in the likeness of
carles, and some (God help us) dressed up in women's flesh; and fair
flesh also, meseemeth.  Also to-day they say in Higham that no
otherwise might they ever have overcome the stark and cruel carles of
the Burg of the Four Friths and chased them out of their town, as we
know they have done.  Hah! what sayest thou?"

"I say, Hugh," quoth Ralph angrily, "that thou art a fool to go about
with a budget of slanderous old wives' tales."  Hugh laughed.  "Be not
so wroth, little lord, or I shall be asking thee tales of marvels also.
But hearken.  I shall smooth out thy frowns with a smile when thou hast
heard this: this folk are not only afeard of their old enemies, the
devil-led men, but also they fear those whom the devil-led men have
driven out of house and home, to wit, the Burgers.  Yet again they fear
the Burgers yet more, because they have beaten some of the very foes of
Higham, to wit, the Westland Barons; for they have taken from them some
of their strong-holds, and are deemed to be gathering force."

Ralph pondered a while, and then he said:  "Brother, hast thou any
tidings of Upmeads, or that these Burgers have gone down thither?" "God
forbid!" said Hugh.  "Nay, I have had no tidings of Upmeads since I was
fool enough to leave it."

"What! brother," said Ralph, "thou hast not thriven then?"

"I have had ups and downs," said Hugh, "but the ups have been one rung
of the ladder, and the downs three--or more.  Three months I sat in
prison for getting me a broken head in a quarrel that concerned me not.
Six months was I besieged in a town whither naught led me but ill-luck.
Two days I wore in running thence, having scaled the wall and swam the
ditch in the night.  Three months I served squire to a knight who gave
me the business of watching his wife of whom he was jealous; and to
help me out of the weariness of his house I must needs make love myself
to the said wife, who sooth to say was perchance worth it.  Thence
again I went by night and cloud.  Ten months I wore away at the edge of
the wildwood, and sometimes in it, with a sort of fellows who taught me
many things, but not how to keep my hands from other men's goods when I
was hungry.  There was I taken with some five others by certain
sergeants of Higham, whom the warriors of the town had sent out
cautiously to see if they might catch a few men for their ranks.  Well,
they gave me the choice of the gallows-tree or service for the Church,
and so, my choice made, there have I been ever since, till I saw thy
face this evening, fair sir."

"Well, brother," said Ralph, "all that shall be amended, and thou shalt
back to Upmeads with me.  Yet wert thou to amend thyself somewhat, it
might not be ill."

Quoth Hugh:  "It shall be tried, brother.  But may I ask thee
somewhat?" Said Ralph:  "Ask on."  "Fair Sir," said Hugh, "thou
seemedst grown into a pretty man when I saw thee e'en-now before this
twilight made us all alike; but the men at thy back are not wont to be
led by men who have not earned a warrior's name, yet they follow thee:
how cometh that about?  Again, before the twilight gathered I saw the
woman that rideth anigh us (who is now but a shadow) how fair and
gentle she is: indeed there is no marvel in her following thee (though
if she be an earl's daughter she is a fair getting for an imp of
Upmeads), for thou art a well shapen lad, little lord, and carriest a
sweet tongue in thy mouth.  But tell me, what is she?"

"Brother," said Ralph kindly, "she is my wife."

"I kiss her hands," said Hugh; "but of what lineage is she?"

"She is my wife," said Ralph.  Said Hugh:  "That is, forsooth, a high
dignity."  Said Ralph:  "Thou sayest sooth, though in mockery thou
speakest, which is scarce kind to thine own mother's son: but learn,
brother, that I am become a Friend of the Well, and were meet to wed
with the daughters of the best of the Kings: yet is this one meeter to
wed with me than the highest of the Queens; for she also is a Friend of
the Well.  Moreover, thou sayest it that the champions of the Dry Tree,
who would think but little of an earl for a leader, are eager to follow
me: and if thou still doubt what this may mean, abide, till in two days
or three thou see me before the foeman.  Then shalt thou tell me how
much changed I am from the stripling whom thou knewest in Upmeads a
little while ago."

Then was Hugh somewhat abashed, and he said:  "I crave thy pardon,
brother, but never had I a well filed tongue, and belike it hath grown
no smoother amid the hard haps which have befallen me of late.  Besides
it was dull in there, and I must needs try to win a little mirth out of
kith and kin."

"So be it, lad," quoth Ralph kindly, "thou didst ask and I told, and
all is said."

"Yet forsooth," said Hugh, "thou hast given me marvel for marvel,
brother." "Even so," said Ralph, "and hereafter I will tell thee more
when we sit safe by the wine at Upmeads."

Now cometh back one of the fore-riders and draweth rein by Ralph and
saith that they are hard on a little thorp under the hanging of the
hill that was the beginning of the Down country on that road.  So Ralph
bade make stay there and rest the night over, and seek new tidings on
the morrow; and the man told Ralph that the folk of the thorp were
fleeing fast at the tidings of their company, and that it were best
that he and some half score should ride sharply into the thorp, so that
it might not be quite bare of victuals when they came to their night's
lodging.  Ralph bids him so do, but to heed well that he hurt no man,
or let fire get into any house or roof; so he takes his knot of men and
rides off on the spur, and Ralph and the main of them come on quietly;
and when they came into the street of the thorp, lo there by the cross
a big fire lighted, and the elders standing thereby cap in hand, and a
score of stout carles with weapons in their hands.  Then the chief man
came up to Ralph and greeted him and said: "Lord, when we heard that an
armed company was at hand we deemed no less than that the riders of the
Burg were upon us, and deemed that there was nought for it but to flee
each as far and as fast as he might.  But now we have heard that thou
art a good lord seeking his own with the help of worthy champions, and
a foeman to those devils of the Burg, we bid thee look upon us and all
we have as thine, lord, and take kindly such guesting as we may give
thee."

The old man's voice quavered a little as he looked on the stark shapes
of the Dry Tree; but Ralph looked kindly on him, and said: "Yea, my
master, we will but ask for a covering for our heads, and what victual
thou mayst easily spare us in return for good silver, and thou shalt
have our thanks withal.  But who be these stout lads with staves and
bucklers, or whither will they to-night?"

Thereat a tall young man with a spear in his hand and girt with a short
sword came forth and said boldly:  "Lord, we be a few who thought when
we heard that the Burg-devils were at hand that we might as well die in
the field giving stroke for stroke, as be hauled off and drop to pieces
under the hands of their tormentors; and now thou hast come, we have
little will to abide behind, but were fain to follow thee, and do thee
what good we can: and after thou hast come to thine above, when we go
back to our kin thou mayst give us a gift if it please thee: but we
deem that no great matter if thou but give us leave to have the comfort
of thee and thy Champions for a while in these hard days."

When he had done speaking there rose up from the Champions a hum as of
praise, and Ralph was well-pleased withal, deeming it a good omen; so
he said:  "Fear not, good fellows, that I shall forget you when we have
overcome the foemen, and meanwhile we will live and die together.  But
thou, ancient man, show our sergeants where our riders shall lie
to-night, and what they shall do with their horses."

So the elders marshalled the little host to their abodes for that
night, lodging the more part of them in a big barn on the western
outskirt of the thorp.  The elder who led them thither, brought them
victual and good drink, and said to them: "Lords, ye were best to keep
a good watch to-night because it is on this side that we may look for
an onfall from the foemen if they be abroad to-night; and sooth to say
that is one cause we have bestowed you here, deeming that ye would not
grudge us the solace of knowing that your valiant bodies were betwixt
us and them, for we be a poor unwalled people."

Stephen to whom he spake laughed at his word, and said: "Heart-up,
carle! within these few days we shall build up a better wall than ye
may have of stone and lime; and that is the overthrow of our foemen in
the open field."

So there was kindness and good fellowship betwixt the thorp-dwellers
and the riders, and the country folk told those others many tales of
the evil deeds of the Burg-devils, as they called them; but they could
not tell them for certain whether they had gone down into Upmeads.

As to Ralph and Ursula they, with Richard and Roger, were lodged in the
headman's house, and had good feast there, and he also talked over the
where-abouts of the Burgers with the thorp-dwellers, but might have no
certain tidings.  So he and Ursula and his fellows went to bed and
slept peacefully for the first hours of the night.



CHAPTER 22

An Old Acquaintance Comes From the Down Country to See Ralph


But an hour after midnight Ralph arose, as his purpose was, and called
Richard, and they took their swords and went forth and about the thorp
and around its outskirts, and found naught worse than their own watch
any where; so they came back again to their quarters and found Roger
standing at the door, who said to Ralph:  "Lord, here is a man who
would see thee." "What like is he?" said Ralph.  Said Roger "He is an
old man, but a tough one; however, I have got his weapons from him."
"Bring him in," said Ralph, "and he shall have his say."

So they all went into the chamber together and there was light therein;
but the man said to Ralph:  "Art thou the Captain of the men-at-arms,
lord?" "Yea," said Ralph.  Said the man, "I were as lief have these
others away." "So be it," said Ralph; "depart for a little while,
friends." So they went but Ursula lay in the bed, which was in a nook
in the wall; the man looked about the chamber and said:  "Is there any
one in the bed?" "Yea," said Ralph, "my wife, good fellow; shall she go
also?" "Nay," said the carle, "we shall do as we are now.  So I will
begin my tale."

Ralph looked on him and deemed he had seen him before, but could not
altogether call his visage to mind; so he held his peace and the man
went on.

"I am of the folk of the shepherds of the Downs:  we be not a many by
count of noses, but each one of us who is come to man's yean, and many
who be past them, as I myself, can handle weapons at a pinch.  Now some
deal we have been harried and have suffered by these wretches who have
eaten into the bowels of this land; that is to say, they have lifted
our sheep, and slain some of us who withstood them: but whereas our
houses be uncostly and that we move about easily from one hill-side to
another, it is like that we should have deemed it wisest to have borne
this trouble, like others of wind and weather, without seeking new
remedy, but that there have been tokens on earth and in the heavens,
whereof it is too long to tell thee, lord, at present, which have
stirred up our scattered folk to meet together in arms.  Moreover, the
blood of our young men is up, because the Burg-devils have taken some
of our women, and have mishandled them grievously and shamefully, so
that naught will keep point and edge from seeking the war-clash.
Furthermore, there is an old tale which hath now come up again, That
some time when our folk shall be in great need, there shall come to our
helping one from afar, whose home is anigh; a stripling and a great
man; a runaway, and the conqueror of many: then, say they, shall the
point and the edge bring the red water down on the dear dales; whereby
we understand that the blood of men shall be shed there, and naught to
our shame or dishonour.  Again I mind me of a rhyme concerning this
which sayeth:

    The Dry Tree shall be seen
    On the green earth, and green
    The Well-spring shall arise
    For the hope of the wise.
    They are one which were twain,
    The Tree bloometh again,
    And the Well-spring hath come
    From the waste to the home.

Well, lord, thou shalt tell me presently if this hath aught to do with
thee: for indeed I saw the Dry Tree, which hath scared us so many a
time, beaten on thy sergeants' coats; but now I will go on and make an
end of my story."

Ralph nodded to him kindly, for now he remembered the carle, though he
had seen him but that once when he rode the Greenway across the downs
to Higham.  The old man looked up at him as if he too had an inkling of
old acquaintance with Ralph, but went on presently:

"There is a woman who dwells alone with none to help her, anigh to
Saint Ann's Chapel; a woman not very old; for she is of mine own age,
and time was we have had many a fair play in the ingles of the downs in
the July weather--not very old, I say, but wondrous wise, as I know
better than most men; for oft, even when she was young, would she
foretell things to come to me, and ever it fell out according to her
spaedom.  To the said woman I sought to-day in the morning, not to win
any wisdom of her, but to talk over remembrances of old days; but when
I came into her house, lo, there was my carline walking up and down the
floor, and she turned round upon me like the young woman of past days,
and stamped her foot and cried out: 'What does the sluggard dallying
about women's chambers when the time is come for the deliverance?'

"I let her talk, and spake no word lest I should spoil her story, and
she went on:

"'Take thy staff, lad, for thou art stout as well as merry, and go
adown to the thorps at the feet of the downs toward Higham; keep thee
well from the Burg-devils, and go from stead to stead till thou comest
on a captain of men-at-arms who is lord over a company of green-coats,
green-coats of the Dry Tree--a young lord, fair-faced, and kind-faced,
and mighty, and not to be conquered, and the blessing of the folk and
the leader of the Shepherds, and the foe of their foeman and the
well-beloved of Bear-father.  Go night and day, sit not down to eat,
stand not to drink; heed none that crieth after thee for deliverance,
but go, go, go till thou hast found him.  Meseems I see him riding
toward Higham, but those dastards will not open gate to him, of that be
sure.  He shall pass on and lie to-night, it may be at Mileham, it may
be at Milton, it may be at Garton; at one of those thorps shall ye find
him.  And when ye have found him thus bespeak him:  O bright Friend of
the Well, turn not aside to fall on the Burgers in this land, either at
Foxworth Castle, or the Longford, or the Nineways Garth: all that thou
mayest do hereafter, thou or thy champions.  There be Burgers
otherwhere, housed in no strong castle, but wending the road toward the
fair greensward of Upmeads.  If thou delay to go look on them, then
shall thy work be to begin again amid sorrow of heart and loss that may
not be remedied.' Hast thou heard me, lord?"

"Yea, verily," said Ralph, "and at sunrise shall we be in the saddle to
ride straight to Upmeads.  For I know thee, friend."

"Hold a while," said the carle, "for meseemeth I know thee also.  But
this withal she said:  'But hearken, Giles, hearken a while, for I see
him clearly, and the men that he rideth with, and the men that are
following to his aid, fierce and fell are they; but so withal are the
foemen that await them, and his are few, howsoever fierce.  Therefore
bid him this also.  Haste, haste, haste!  But haste not overmuch, lest
thou speed the worse:  in Bear Castle I see a mote of our folk, and
thee amidst of it with thy champions, and I see the staves of the
Shepherds rising round thee like a wood.  In Wulstead I see a valiant
man with sword by side and sallet on head, and with him sitteth a tall
man-at-arms grizzle-headed and red-bearded, big-boned and mighty; they
sit at the wine in a fair chamber, and a well-looking dame serveth
them; and there are weaponed men no few about the streets.  Wilt thou
pass by friends, and old friends?  Now ride on, Green Coats!  stride
forth, Shepherds! staves on your shoulders, Wool-wards! and there goes
the host over the hills into Upmeads, and the Burg-devils will have
come from the Wood Debateable to find graves by the fair river.  And
then do thy will, O Friend of the Well.'"

The carle took a breath, and then he said:  "Lord, this is the say I
was charged with, and if thou understandest it, well; but if it be dark
to thee, I may make it clear if thou ask me aught."

Ralph pondered a while, and then he said:  "Is it known of others than
thy spaewife that the Burgers be in Upmeads?" "Nay, lord," said the
carle, "and this also I say to thee, that I deem what she said that
they be not in Upmeads yet, and but drawing thitherward, as I deem from
the Wood Debateable."

Ralph arose from his seat and strode up and down the chamber a while;
then he went to bed, and stood over Ursula, who lay twixt sleeping and
waking, for she was weary; then he came back to the carle, and said to
him:  "Good friend, I thank thee, and this is what I shall do: when
daylight is broad (and lo, the dawn beginning!) I shall gather my men,
and ride the shortest way, which thou shalt show me, to Bear Castle,
and there I shall give the token of the four fires which erewhile a
good man of the Shepherds bade me if I were in need.  And it seems to
me that there shall the mote be hallowed, though it may be not before
nightfall.  But the mote done, we shall wend, the whole host of us, be
we few or many, down to Wulstead, where we shall fall in with my friend
Clement Chapman, and hear tidings.  Thence shall we wend the dear ways
I know into the land where I was born and the folk amongst whom I shall
die.  And so let St. Nicholas and All Hallows do as they will with us.
Deemest thou, friend, that this is the meaning of thy wise she-friend?"

The carle's eyes glittered, and he rose up and stood close by Ralph,
and said:  "Even so she meant; and now I seem to see that but few of
thy riders shall be lacking when they turn their heads away from
Upmeads towards the strong-places of the Burg-devils that are
hereabouts.  But tell me, Captain of the host, is that victual and
bread that I see on the board?"

Ralph laughed:  "Fall to, friend, and eat thy fill; and here is wine
withal.  Thou needest not to fear it.  Wert thou any the worse of the
wine that Thirly poured into thee that other day?"

"Nay, nay, master," said the carle between his mouthfuls, "but mickle
the better, as I shall be after this:  all luck to thee!  Yet see I
that I need not wish thee luck, since that is thine already.  Sooth to
say, I deemed I knew thee when I first set eyes on thee again.  I
looked not to see thee more; though I spoke to thee words at that time
which came from my heart, almost without my will.  Though it is but a
little while ago, thou hast changed much since then, and hast got
another sort of look in the eyes than then they had.  Nay, nay," said
he laughing, "not when thou lookest on me so frankly and kindly; that
is like thy look when we passed Thirly about.  Yea, I see the fashion
of it:  one look is for thy friends, another for thy foes.  God be
praised for both.  And now I am full, I will go look on thy wife."

So he went up to the bed and stood over Ursula, while she, who was not
fully awake, smiled up into his face.  The old man smiled back at her
and bent down and kissed her mouth, and said: "I ask thy pardon, lady,
and thine, my lord, if I be too free, but such is our custom of the
Downs; and sooth to say thy face is one that even a old man should not
fail to kiss if occasion serve, so that he may go to paradise with the
taste thereof on his lips."

"We are nowise hurt by thy love, friend," said Ursula; "God make thy
latter days of life sweet to thee!"



CHAPTER 23

They Ride to Bear Castle


But while they spake thus and were merry, the dawn had wellnigh passed
into daylight.  Then Ralph bade old Giles sleep for an hour, and went
forth and called Roger and Richard and went to the great barn.  There
he bade the watch wake up Stephen and all men, and they gat to horse as
speedily as they might, and were on the road ere the sun was fully up.
The spearmen of the thorp did not fail them, and numbered twenty and
three all told.  Giles had a horse given him and rode the way by Ralph.

They rode up and down the hills and dales, but went across country and
not by the Greenway, for thuswise the road was shorter.

But when they had gone some two leagues, and were nigh on top of a
certain low green ridge, they deemed that they heard men's voices anigh
and the clash of arms; and it must be said that by Ralph's rede they
journeyed somewhat silently.  So Ralph, who was riding first with
Giles, bid all stay and let the crown of the ridge cover them.  So did
they, and Giles gat off his horse and crept on to the top of the ridge
till he could see down to the dale below.  Presently he came down again
the old face of him puckered with mirth, and said softly to Ralph: "Did
I not say thou wert lucky? here is the first fruits thereof.  Ride over
the ridge, lord, at once, and ye shall have what there is of them as
safe as a sheep in a penfold."

So Ralph drew sword and beckoned his men up, and they all handled their
weapons and rode over the brow, and tarried not one moment there, not
even to cry their cries; for down in the bottom were a sort of men, two
score and six (as they counted them afterward) sitting or lying about a
cooking fire, or loitering here and there, with their horses standing
behind them, and they mostly unhelmed.  The Champions knew them at once
for men of their old foes, and there was scarce time for a word ere the
full half of them had passed by the sword of the Dry Tree; then Ralph
cried out to spare the rest, unless they offered to run; so the foemen
cast down their weapons and stood still, and were presently brought
before Ralph, who sat on the grass amidst of the ring of the Champions.
He looked on them a while and remembered the favour of those whom he
had seen erewhile in the Burg; but ere he could speak Giles said softly
in his ear: "These be of the Burg, forsooth, as ye may see by their
dogs' faces; but they be not clad nor armed as those whom we have met
heretofore.  Ask them whence they be, lord."

Ralph spake and said:  "Whence and whither are ye, ye manslayers?" But
no man of them answered.  Then said Ralph:  "Pass these murderers by
the edge of the sword, Stephen; unless some one of them will save his
life and the life of his fellows by speaking."

As he spake, one of the youngest of the men hung down his head a
little, and then raised it up:  "Wilt thou spare our lives if I speak?"
"Yea," said Ralph.  "Wilt thou swear it by the edge of the blade?" said
the man.  Ralph drew forth his sword and said:  "Lo then!  I swear it."
The man nodded his head, and said:  "Few words are best; and whereas I
wot not if my words will avail thee aught, and since they will save our
lives, I will tell thee truly.  We are men of the Burg whom these
green-coated thieves drave out of the Burg on an unlucky day.  Well,
some of us, of whom I was one, fetched a compass and crossed the water
that runneth through Upmeads by the Red Bridge, and so gat us into the
Wood Debateable through the Uplands.  There we struck a bargain with
the main band of strong-thieves of the wood, that we and they together
would get us a new home in Upmeads, which is a fat and pleasant land.
So we got us ready; but the Woodmen told us that the Upmeads carles,
though they be not many, are strong and dauntless, and since we now had
pleasant life before us, with good thralls to work for us, and with
plenty of fair women for our bed-mates, we deemed it best to have the
most numbers we might, so that we might over-whelm the said carles at
one blow, and get as few of ourselves slain as might be.  Now we knew
that another band of us had entered the lands of the Abbot of Higham,
and had taken hold of some of his castles; wherefore the captains
considered and thought, and sent us to give bidding to our folk south
here to march at once toward us in Upmeads, that our bands might meet
there, and scatter all before us.  There is our story, lord."

Ralph knitted his brow, and said:  "Tell me (and thy life lieth on thy
giving true answers), do thy folk in these strongholds know of your
purpose of falling upon Upmeads?" "Nay," said the Burger.  Said Ralph:
"And will they know otherwise if ye do them not to wit?"  "Nay," again
said the man.  Said Ralph:  "Are thy folk already in Upmeads?"  "Nay,"
said the captive, "but by this time they will be on the road thither."
"How many all told?" said Ralph The man reddened and stammered: "A
thousand--two--two thousand--A thousand, lord," said he.  "Get thy
sword ready, Stephen," said Ralph.  "How many, on thy life, Burger?"
"Two thousand, lord," said the man.  "And how many do ye look to have
from Higham-land?" Said the Burger, "Somewhat more than a thousand."
Withal he looked uneasily at his fellows, some of whom were scowling on
him felly.  "Tell me now," said Ralph, "where be the other bands of the
Burgers?"

Ere the captive could speak, he who stood next him snatched an
unsheathed knife from the girdle of one of the Dry Tree, and quick as
lightning thrust it into his fellow's belly, so that he fell dead at
once amongst them.  Then Stephen, who had his sword naked in his hand,
straightway hewed down the slayer, and swords came out of the scabbards
everywhere; and it went but a little but that all the Burgers were
slain at once.  But Ralph cried out:  "Put up your swords, Champions!
Stephen slew yonder man for slaying his fellow, who was under my ward,
and that was but his due.  But I have given life to these others, and
so it must be held to.  Tie their hands behind them and let us on to
Bear Castle.  For this tide brooks no delay."

So they gat to horse, and the footmen from Garton mounted the horses of
the slain Burgers, and had the charge of guarding the twenty that were
left.  So they rode off all of them toward Bear Castle, and shortly to
say it, came within sight of its rampart two hours before noon.  Sooner
had they came thither; but divers times they caught up with small
companies of weaponed men, whose heads were turned the same way; and
Giles told Ralph each time that they were of the Shepherd-folk going to
the mote.  But now when they were come so nigh to the castle they saw a
very stream of men setting that way, and winding up the hill to the
rampart.  And Giles said:  "It is not to be doubted but that Martha
hath sent round the war-brand, and thou wilt presently have an host
that will meet thy foemen without delay; and what there lacks in number
shall be made good by thy luck, which once again was shown by our
falling in with that company e'en now."

"Yea truly," said Ralph, "but wilt thou now tell me how I shall guide
myself amongst thy folk, and if they will grant me the aid I ask?"

"Look, look," said Giles, "already some one hath made clear thine
asking to our folk; and hearken! up there they are naming the ancient
Father of our Race, without whom we may do nought, even with the
blessed saints to aid.  There then is thine answer, lord."

Indeed as he spoke came down on the wind the voice of a chant, sung by
many folk, the words whereof he well remembered: SMITE ASIDE AXE, O
BEAR-FATHER. And therewith rose up into the air a column of smoke
intermingled with fire from each of the four corners of that stronghold
of the Ancient Folk.  Ralph rejoiced when he saw it, and the heart rose
within him and fluttered in his bosom, and Ursula, who rode close
behind him, looked up into his face well pleased and happy.

Thus rode they up the bent and over the turf bridge into the plain of
the garth, and whatso of people were there flocked about to behold the
new-come warriors; sooth to say, there were but some two hundreds, who
looked but few indeed in the great square place, but more were
streaming in every minute.  Giles led him and his men into the
north-east corner of the castle, and there they gat off their horses
and lay down on the grass awaiting what should betide.



CHAPTER 24

The Folkmote of the Shepherds


In about an hour all the folk within the castle began to set toward the
ingle wherein lay Ralph and his fellows, and then all rose up, while
the folk of the Shepherds took their places on the <DW72>s of the earth
walls, but on the top hard by the fire, which was still burning, stood
up an old hoar man with a beard exceeding long; he had a sallet on his
head, and held a guisarme in his hand.  All men held their peace when
they saw him standing there; and straightway he proclaimed the
hallowing of the Mote in such form of words as was due amongst that
folk, and which were somewhat long to tell here.  Then was silence
again for a little, and then the old man spake: "Few words are best
to-day, neighbours; for wherefore are we met together?" There arose a
hum of assent from the Shepherds as he spoke and men clashed their
weapons together; but none said any clear word.  Then spake the old
man:  "We be met together because we have trouble on hand, and because
there is a helper to hand, of whom the words of the wise and tales of
old have told us; and because as he shall help us, so shall we help
him, since indeed our trouble is his also: now, neighbours, shall I say
the word for you which ye would say to this young man, who is
nevertheless old in wisdom, and true-hearted and kind?"

Then came the hum of yeasay again, the clashing of weapons, and the old
man spake again:  "Ralph of Upmeads, there thou standest, wilt thou
help us against the tyrants, as we shall help thee?"

"Yea," said Ralph.  Said the Elder:  "Wilt thou be our Captain, if we
do according to thy bidding?  For thou needest not fear our failing
thee."

"Yea verily," said Ralph.

Said the Elder:  "Ralph of Upmeads, wilt thou be our Captain as an
alien and a hireling, or as a brother?"

"As a brother," quoth Ralph.

"Come up here then, Captain of our folk, and take my hand in thine, and
swear by our fathers and thine to be a true brother of us, and take
this ancient staff of war in thine hand.  And, ye kindred of the
Shepherds, bear witness of his swearing.  Yea and ye also, O neighbours
of the Dry Tree!"

So Ralph went up on the wall-top and took the Elder's hand, and took
from him the ancient guisarme, which was inlaid with gold letters of
old time; and he swore in a loud voice to be a true brother of the
Shepherd-folk, and raised the weapon aloft and shook it strongly, and
all the Folk cried, "Hail our brother!" and the Champions shouted
gladly withal, and great joy there was in that ingle of the ancient
work.

Then spake the Elder and said:  "Ye champions of the Dry Tree, will ye
wend with us under the Captain our brother against his foemen and ours?"

Then stood forth Stephen a-Hurst and said, "Master shepherd, for nought
else are we come hither."

Said the Elder:  "Will ye come with us as friends or as hirelings?  for
in any case we would have you by our sides, and not in face of us; and
though we be shepherds, and unhoused, or ill-housed, yet have we
wherewithal to wage you, as ye know well enough, who have whiles lifted
our gear."

Then Stephen laughed and said:  "True it is that we have whiles driven
prey in your country, yea, and had some hard knocks therein; but all
that was in playing the game of war, and now since we are to fight side
by side, we will be paid by our foes and not by our friends; so neither
hair nor wool will we have of yours, whatever we may have of the
Burgers; and it is like that we shall be good friends of yours
hence-forward."

Once more all they that were there shouted.  But once more the Elder
spoke and said:  "Is any man now wishful to speak?" None answered till
a big and burly man rose up and said: "Nay, Tall Thomas, thou hast said
and done all that need was, and I deem that time presses; wherefore my
mind is that we now break up this mote, and that after we have eaten a
morsel we get ourselves into due array and take to the road.  Now let
any man speak against this if he will."

None gainsaid him; nay, all seemed well-pleased. So the Elder
proclaimed the breaking up of the mote, and they went from out the
hallowed place and sat down in the <DW18> on the outside of the rampart
and behind the country which stretched out all lovely and blue before
them, for the day was bright and fair.  There then certain women
brought victual and drink to them, and served the strangers first.

So when they had eaten and drunk, Ralph bade the Shepherds array them
duly, and appointed them leaders of tens and hundreds with the help of
Giles, who was now clad in a hauberk and mail-coif and looked a proper
man-at-arms.  Then they told over their company, and numbered of the
Dry Tree one hundred and fifty champions, outtaken Stephen and Roger;
of the men of Garton were twenty and two, and of the Shepherds three
hundred and seventy and seven stout carles, some eighty of whom had
bows, and the rest glaives and spears and other staff-weapons. There
was not much armour of defence amongst them, but they were one and all
stark carles and doughty.

So when they were told over and made five hundred and fifty and four,
they gat them into array for the road; and Ralph went afoot with no
armour but his sallet, and a light coat of fence which he had gotten
him in the Burg.  He would have had Ursula ride on her palfrey with the
Sage, but she would not, and held it for mirth and pleasure that she
should go afoot through the land, now she was so nigh come home to her
lord's house; so she went forth by Ralph's side with her broidered gown
trussed through her girdle so that the trimness of her feet drew the
eyes of all men to them.  As for Richard, he took a half score of the
champions, and they rode on ahead to see that all was clear before the
main host; which he might well do, as he knew the country so well.



CHAPTER 25

They Come to Wulstead


Thus went they, and nought befell them to tell of till they came anigh
the gates of Wulstead hard on sunset.  The gates, it has been said; for
whereas Ralph left Wulstead a town unwalled, he now found it fenced
with pales, and with two towers strongly framed of timber, one on
either side the gate, and on the battlements of the said towers they
saw spears glittering; before the gate they saw a barrier of big beams
also, and the gleaming of armour therein.  Ralph was glad when he saw
that they meant some defence; for though Wulstead was not in the lands
of Upmeads, yet it was always a friendly neighbour, and he looked to
eke out his host therein.

Wulstead standeth on a little hill or swelling of the earth, and the
road that the company of Ralph took went up to the gate across the
plain meadows, which had but here and there a tree upon them, so that
the going of the company was beheld clearly from the gate; as was well
seen, because anon came the sound of the blowing of great horns, and
the spears thickened in the towers.  Then Ralph stayed his company two
bowshots from the barriers, while he himself, with his sword in his
sheath, took Ursula's hand and set forth an easy pace toward the gate.
Some of his company, and specially Roger and Stephen, would have letted
him; but he laughed and said, "Why, lads, why? these be friends."
"Yea," quoth Roger, "but an arrow knoweth no kindred nor well-willers:
have a care, lord."  Said the Sage of Swevenham: "Ye speak but after
the folly of men of war; the hands and the eyes that be behind the bows
have other hands and eyes behind them which shall not suffer that a
Friend of the Well shall be hurt."

So Ralph and Ursula went forth, and came within a stone's cast of the
barrier, when Ralph lifted up his voice and said: "Is there a captain
of the townsfolk within the timber there?" A cheery voice answered him:
"Yea, yea, lad; spare thy breath; I am coming to thee."

And therewith a man came from out the barrier and did off his headpiece
and ran straight toward Ralph, who saw at once that it was Clement
Chapman; he made no more ado, but coming up to Ralph fell to clipping
him in his arms, while the tears ran down his face.  Then he stood
aloof and gazed upon him speechless a little while, and then spake:
"Hail, and a hundred times hail! but now I look on thee I see what hath
betid, and that thou art too noble and high that I should have cast
mine arms about thee.  But now as for this one, I will be better
mannered with her."

Therewith he knelt down before Ursula, and kissed her feet, but
reverently.  And she stooped down and raised him up, with a merry
countenance kissed his face, and stroked his cheeks with her hand and
said: "Hail, friend of my lord!  Was it not rather thou than he who
delivered me from the pain and shame of Utterbol, whereas thou didst
bring him safe through the mountains unto Goldburg?  And but for that
there had been no Well, either for him or for me."

But Clement stood with his head hanging down, and his face reddening.
Till Ralph said to him:  "Hail, friend! many a time we thought of this
meeting when we were far away and hard bestead; but this is better than
all we thought of.  But now, Clement, hold up thine head and be a stout
man of war, for thou seest that we are not alone."

Said Clement:  "Yea, fair lord, and timely ye come, both thou and thy
company; and now that I have my speech again which joy hath taken away
from me at the first, I shall tell thee this, that if ye go further
than the good town ye shall be met and fought withal by men who are
over-many and over-fierce for us." "Yea," said Ralph, "and how many be
they?"  Quoth Clement: "How many men may be amongst them I wot not, but
I deem there be some two thousand devils."

Now Ralph reddened, and he took Clement by the shoulder, and said:
"Tell me, Clement, are they yet in Upmeads?"  "Sooth to say," said
Clement, "by this while they may be therein; but this morn it was yet
free of them; but when thou art home in our house, thy gossip shall
belike tell thee much more than I can; for she is foreseeing, and hath
told us much in this matter also that hath come to pass." Then spake
Ralph:  "Where are my father and my mother; and shall I go after them
at once without resting, through the dark night and all?"

Said Clement, and therewith his face brightened:  "Nay, thou needest go
no further to look for them than the House of Black Canons within our
walls: there are they dwelling in all honour and dignity these two days
past." "What!" said Ralph, "have they fled from Upmeads, and left the
High House empty?  I pray thee, Clement, bring me to them as speedily
as may be."

"Verily," said Clement, "they have fled, with many another, women and
children and old men, who should but hinder the carles who have abided
behind.  Nicholas Longshanks is the leader of them down there, and the
High House is their stronghold in a way; though forsooth their stout
heads and strong hands are better defence."

Here Ralph brake in:  "Sweetling Ursula, though thy feet have worn a
many miles to-day, I bid thee hasten back to the company and tell
Richard that it is as I said, to wit, that friends, and good guesting
await them; so let them hasten hither and come within gates at once.
For as for me, I have sworn it that I will not go one step back till I
have seen my father and mother in their house of Upmeads.  Is it well
said, Clement?"  "Yea, forsooth," said Clement; but he could not take
his eyes off Ursula's loveliness, as she kilted her skirts and ran her
ways like one of Diana's ladies in the wildwood.  At last he said,
"Thou shalt wot, fair sir, that ye will have a little band to go with
thee from us of Wulstead; forsooth we had gone to-morrow morn in any
case, but since thou art here, all is well." Even as he spake a great
shout broke out from the company as Ursula had given her message, and
then came the tramp of men and horses and the clash of weapons as they
set forward; and Clement looked and beheld how first of all the array
came Ursula, bearing the hallowed staff in her hand; for her heart also
was set on what was to come.  Then cried out Clement: "Happy art thou,
lord, and happy shalt thou be, and who shall withstand thee?  Lo! what
a war-duke it is! and what a leader that marches with fate in her hands
before thine host!"

Therewith were they all joined together, and Ursula gave the guisarme
into Ralph's hand, and with his other hand he took hers, and the bar of
the barrier was lifted and the gates thrown open, and they all streamed
into the street, the champions coming last and towering over the
footmen as they sat, big men on their big horses, as if they were very
bodyguards of the God of War.



CHAPTER 26

Ralph Sees His Father and Mother Again


Thus came they into the market-place of Wulstead nigh to Clement's
house, and there the company stood in ordered ranks.  Ralph looked
round about half expecting to see his gossip standing in the door; but
Clement smiled and said: "Thou art looking round for thy gossip, fair
sir; but she is upon the north gate in war-gear; for we be too few in
Wulstead to spare so clean-limbed and strong-armed a dame from our
muster; but she shall be here against thou comest back from the Austin
Canons, wither forsooth thou mayst go at once if thou wilt let me be
master in the matter of lodging." Said Ralph, smiling:  "Well, Ring of
Wulstead, since thou givest leave I will e'en take it, nor needest thou
give me any guide to the House of St. Austin, for I know it well.
Sweetheart," said he, turning to Ursula, "what sayest thou: wilt thou
come with me, or abide till to-morrow, when I shall show thee to my
kinsmen?"  "Nay," she said, "I will with thee at once, my lord, if thou
wilt be kind and take me; for meseemeth I also have a word to say to
thy father, and the mother that bore thee."

"And thou, Hugh," said Ralph, "what sayest thou?"  "Why, brother," said
Hugh, "I think my blessing will abide the morrow's morn, for I have
nought so fair and dear to show our father and mother as thou hast.
Also to-morrow thou wilt have more to do; since thou art a captain, and
I but a single varlet."  And he smiled a little sourly on Ralph; who
heeded it little, but took Ursula's hand and went his way with her.

It was but a few minutes for them to come to the House of the Canons,
which was well walled toward the fields at the west of the town, so
that it was its chief defence of that side.  It was a fair house with a
church but just finished, and Ralph could see down the street its new
white pinnacles and the cross on its eastern gable rising over the
ridge of the dortoir.  They came to the gate, and round about it were
standing men-at-arms not a few, who seemed doughty enough at first
sight; but when Ralph looked on them he knew some of them, that they
were old men, and somewhat past warlike deeds, for in sooth they were
carles of Upmeads.  Him they knew not, for he had somewhat cast down
the visor of his helm; but they looked eagerly on the fair lady and the
goodly knight.

So Ralph spake to the porter and bade him show him where was King Peter
of Upmeads and his Lady wife; and the porter made him obeisance and
told him that they were in the church, wherein was service toward; and
bade him enter.  So they went in and entered the church, and it was
somewhat dim, because the sun was set, and there were many pictures,
and knots of flowers in the glass of the windows.

So they went halfway down the nave, and stood together there; and the
whole church was full of the music that the minstrels were making in
the rood-loft, and most heavenly sweet it was; and as Ralph stood there
his heart heaved with hope and love and the sweetness of his youth; and
he looked at Ursula, and she hung her head, and he saw that her
shoulders were shaken with sobs; but he knew that it was with her as
with him, so he spake no word to her.

Now when his eyes cleared and he was used to the twilight of the
church, he looked toward the choir, and saw near to the Jesus altar a
man and a woman standing together even as they were standing, and they
were somewhat stricken in years.  So presently he knew that this would
be his father and mother; so he stood still and waited till the service
should be over; and by then it was done the twilight was growing fast
in the church, and the sacristan was lighting a lamp here and there in
some of the chapels, and the aisles of the choir.

So King Peter and his wife turned and came slowly down the nave, and
when they were come anigh, Ralph spake aloud, and said: "Hail, King
Peter of Upmeads!"  And the old man stopped and said unto him: "Yea,
forsooth, my name is Peter, and my business is to be a king, or a
kinglet rather; and once it seemed no such hard craft; but now it all
goes otherwise, and belike my craft has left me; even as it fares with
a leech when folk are either too well or too ill to need his
leech-craft."

Then he looked at Ralph and at Ursula, and said:  "Either my eyes are
worse than I deemed yesterday, or thou art young, and a gallant knight,
and she that is standing by thee is young, and fair.  Ah, lad! time was
when I would have bid thee come home, thou and thy sweetling, to my
house with me, and abide there in ease and feastfully; but now the best
rede I can give thee is to get thee gone from the land, for there is
all unpeace in it.  And yet, forsooth, friend, I know not where to send
thee to seek for peace, since Upmeads hath failed us."

While he spoke, and Ralph was sore moved by the sound of his voice, and
his speech wherein kindness and mocking was so blended, the Dame of
Upmeads came to Ralph and laid her hand on his arm, and said in a
pleasant voice, for she was soft-hearted and soft-spoken both: "Will
not the fair young warrior and his mate do so much for an old man and
his wife, who have heard not tidings of their best beloved son for two
years well nigh, as to come with them to their chamber, and answer a
little question or two as to the parts of the world they have seen of
late?"

Ralph nodded yeasay and began to move toward the porch, the Dame of
Upmeads sticking close to him all the time, and King Peter following
after and saying:  "Yea, young man, thou mayst think the worse of me
for hanging about here amongst the monks, when e'en now, for all I
know, the battle is pitched in Upmeads; but Nicholas and all of them
would have it so--Yea, and all my sons are away, fair sir; though of
the eldest, who meseems was born with a long head, we hear that he is
thriving, and hath grown great."

As he spake they were come into the porch, and passed into the open
air, where it was still light; then the Dame turned round on Ralph and
caught him by the two arms and cried out and cast her arms about his
neck; and when she could sunder herself a little from him, she said: "O
Ralph, I deemed that I knew thy voice, but I durst not halse thee till
I knew it was mine own flesh and blood, lest I should have died for
grief to think it was thee when it was not.  O son, how fair thou art!
Now do off thy sallet that I may see thee, thy face and thy curly head."

So did he, smiling as one who loved her, and again she fell to kissing
and clipping him.  Then his father came up and thrust her aside gently
and embraced him also, and said:  "Tell me, son, what thou are become?
Thou art grown much of a man since thou stolest thyself away from me.
Is there aught behind this goodly raiment of thine?  And this fair
lady, hath she stolen thee away from thy foes to bring thee home to us?"

Ralph laughed and said:  "No less than that, father; I will tell thee
all presently; but this first, that I am the captain of a goodly
company of men-at-arms; and"----"Ah, son, sweetheart," said his mother,
"and thou wilt be going away from us again to seek more fame: and yet,
as I look on thee thou seemest to have grown great enough already.  I
deem thou wilt not leave us."

"Mother, my dear," said Ralph, "to-morrow morn we shall go down to
battle in Upmeads, and the day after I shall come hither again, and
bring you back to the High House with all honour and glory.  But look,
mother," and he took Ursula's hand, "here is a daughter and a darling
that I have brought back to thee, for this is my wedded wife."

Then Ursula looked beseechingly at the Dame, who took her in her arms
and clipped her and kissed her; and said, "Welcome, daughter; for I
feel thy body that thou lovest me."

Then said King Peter; "Forsooth, son, she is a sweet and dainty
creature.  If there be a fairer than her, I wot not; but none so fair
have mine eyes looked on.  Tell me whose daughter she is, and of what
lineage?" And therewith he took her hand and kissed her.

But Ursula said:  "I am come of no earl or baron.  I am a yeoman's
daughter, and both my father and my mother are dead, and I have no nigh
kin save one brother who loveth me not, and would heed it little if he
never saw my face again.  Now I tell thee this:  that if my lord
biddeth me go from him, I will depart; but for the bidding of none else
will I leave him."

King Peter laughed and said:  "Never will I bid thee depart." Then he
took her hand and said:  "Sweetling, fair daughter, what is thy name?"
"Ursula," she said.  Said he:  "Ursula, thy palms are harder than be
the hands of the dainty dames of the cities, but there is no churls'
blood in thee meseemeth.  What is thy kindred of the yeoman?"  She
said: "We be come of the Geirings of old time:  it may be that the
spear is broken, and the banner torn; but we forget not our
forefathers, though we labour afield, and the barons and the earls call
us churls.  It is told amongst us that that word is but another way of
saying earl and that it meaneth a man."

Then spoke Ralph:  "Father and mother both, I may well thank thee and
bless thee that your eyes look upon this half of me with kind eyes.
And now I shall tell thee that for this woman, her heart is greater
than a king's or a leader of folk.  And meseemeth her palms have
hardened with the labour of delivering me from many troubles."

Then the Dame of Upmeads put her arms about Ursula's neck again, and
bade her all welcome once more, with sweet words of darling and dear,
and well-beloved daughter.

But King Peter said:  "Son, thou hast not told me what thou are become;
and true it is that thou hast the look of a great one."

Said Ralph:  "Father and King, I have become the Lord of the Little
Land of Abundance, the sworn brother of the Champions of the Dry Tree,
the Lord of the Castle of the Scaur, the brother and Warduke of the
Shepherds; and to-morrow shall I be the Conqueror of the robbers and
the devils of the Burg.  And this be not enough for me, hearken!  I and
my wife both, yea and she leading me, have drunk of the Well at the
World's End, and have become Friends thereof."

And he looked at his father with looks of love, and his father drew
nigh to him again, and embraced him once more, and stroked his cheeks
and kissed him as if he had become a child again: "O son," said he,
"whatsoever thou dost, that thou dost full well.  And lo, one while
when I look on thee thou art my dear and sweet child, as thou wert
years agone, and I love thee dearly and finely; and another while thou
art a great and mighty man, and I fear thee; so much greater thou
seemest than we poor upland folk."

Then smiled Ralph for love and happiness, and he said: "Father, I am
thy child in the house and at the board, and that is for thine helping.
And I am thy champion and the fierce warrior afield, and that also is
for thine helping.  Be of good cheer; for thine house shall not wane,
but wax." And all those four were full of joy and their hearts were
raised aloft.

But as they spake thus came a lay-brother and bent the knee before King
Peter and bade him and the Dame of Upmeads to supper in the name of the
Prior, and the Captain and the Lady therewith; for indeed the rumour of
the coming of an host for the helping of the countryside had gotten
into that House, and the Prior and the brethern sorely desired to look
upon the Captain, not knowing him for Ralph of Upmeads.  So into the
Hall they went together, and there the holy fathers made them great
feast and joy; and King Peter might not refrain him, but told the Prior
how this was his son come back from far lands, with the goodly Lady he
had won to wife therein; and the Prior and all the fathers made much of
Ralph, and rejoiced in their hearts when they saw how goodly a man of
war he had gotten to be.  And the Prior would lead him on to tell him
of the marvels he had seen in the far parts of the world; but Ralph
said but little thereon, whereas his thought was set on the days that
lay even before his feet; yet some deal he told him of the uncouth
manners of the lands beyond Whitwall, and at last he said:  "Father,
when the battles be over here, and there is peace on our lands again, I
will ask thee to give me guesting for a night, that I may tell thee all
the tale of what hath befallen me since the last summer day when I rode
through Wulstead; but now I ask leave of thee to depart, for I have
many things to do this even, as behoveth a captain, before I sleep for
an hour or two.  And if it be thy will, I would leave the Lady my wife
with my mother here at least till morrow morn."

So the Prior gave him leave, loth though he were, and Ralph kissed his
father and mother, and they blessed him.  But Ursula said to him
softly: "It is my meaning to go with thee down into Upmeads to-morrow;
for who knoweth what may befall thee."  Then he smiled upon her and
went his ways down the hall and out-a-gates, while all men looked on
him and did him worship.



CHAPTER 27

Ralph Holds Converse With Katherine His Gossip


Ralph went straight from St. Austin's to Clement's house, and found
much people about the door thereof, what of the townsmen, what of the
men of his own host.  He passed through these, and found Clement in his
chamber, and with him a half score of such company as was without, and
amongst them Roger and the Sage; but Stephen and Richard both were
amongst their men doing what was needful.  All men arose when Ralph
entered; but he looked around, and could see nought of his gossip
amongst them.  Then he sat down by Clement and asked if he had any
fresh tidings; and Clement did him to wit that there had come in a
carle from out of Upmeads, who had told them by sure tokens that the
foe were come into the Upmeads-land at noon that day, and between then
and sunset had skirmished with Nicholas and them that were holding the
High House, but had gotten nought thereby.  This man, said Clement,
being both bold and of good sleight had mingled with the foe; and had
heard the talk of them, and he said that they had no inkling of the
Shepherds or the Dry Tree coming against them; but they looked to have
aid from their own folk from the lands of Higham; wherefore they made a
mock of the defence of the Upmeads' men; and said that since, when they
were all joined together in Upmeads, they might enter where they would
without the loss of a half-score men, therefore they would risk nought
now; nor would they burn either the High House or the other steadings,
since, said they, they were minded to keep them sound and whole for
their own.

These tidings seemed good to Ralph; so he took a cup of wine and
pledged the company, and said:  "My masters, such of you as list to
sleep long to-night had best be abed presently, for I warn you that the
trumpets will blow for departure before the sun riseth to-morrow; and
he that faileth to see to-morrow's battle will be sorry for his lack
all his life long."

When he had thus spoken they all cried hail to him, and anon arose and
went their ways.  Then Ralph bade Clement come with him that he might
visit the quarters of his men-at-arms, and see that all the leaders
knew of the muster, and of the order of departing on the morrow; and
Clement arose and went with him.

As they were on the way Ralph asked Clement what ailed his gossip
Katherine that she had not come to meet him already; and Clement
laughed and said:  "Nought, nought; she is somewhat shamefaced to meet
thee first amongst a many folk, and she not able belike to refrain her
kisses and caresses to thee.  Fear not, she is in her bower-aloft, and
we shall find her there when we come back from our errand; fear not!
she will not sleep till she hath had her arms about thee." "Good is
that," said Ralph; "I had looked to see her ere now; but when we meet
apart from folk, something we shall be able to say to each other, which
belike neither she nor I had liked to leave unsaid till we meet again."

So came they to the chief quarters of the fighting men, and Ralph had
all the leaders called to him, and he spake to them of how they should
do on the morrow, both footmen and horsemen, whatwise they should stand
together, and how they should fall on; and he told them all as clearly
as if he were already in the field with the foe before him; so that
they wondered at him, so young in years, being so old in the wisdom of
war.  Withal they saw of him that he had no doubt but that they should
come to their above on the morrow; and all men, not only of the tried
men-at-arms of the Dry Tree, but they of the Shepherds also, even those
of them who had never stricken a stroke in anger, were of high heart
and feared not what should befall.

So when all this business was over, they turned about and came their
ways home to Clement's house again.

They saw lights in the chamber or ever they entered, and when they came
to the door, lo! there within was Katherine walking up and down the
floor as if she knew not how to contain herself.  She turned and saw
Ralph at the door, and she cried aloud and ran towards him with arms
outspread.  But when she drew nigh to him and beheld him closely, she
withheld her, and falling down on her knees before him took his hand
and fell to kissing it and weeping and crying out, "O my lord, my lord,
thou art come again to us!" But Ralph stooped down to her, and lifted
her up, and embraced her and kissed her on the cheeks and the mouth,
and led her to the settle and sat down beside her and put his arm about
her; and Clement looked on smiling, and sat him down over against them.

Then spake Katherine:  "O my lord! how great and masterful hast thou
grown; never did I hope to see thee come back so mighty a man." And
again she wept for joy; but Ralph kissed her again, and she said,
laughing through her tears:  "Master Clement, this lord and warrior
hath brought back with him something that I have not seen; and belike
he hath had one fair woman in his arms, or more it may be, since I saw
him last.  For though he but kisses me as his gossip and foster-mother,
yet are his kisses closer and kinder than they were aforetime."

Said Clement:  "Sooth is the Sage's guess; yet verily, fair sir, I have
told her somewhat of thy journeys, so far as I knew of them."

Said Katherine:  "Dear lord and gossip, wilt thou not tell me more
thereof now?"

"What!" said Ralph; "shall I not sleep to-night?"

"Dear gossip," she said, "thou art over-mighty to need sleep.  And ah!
I had forgotten in the joy of our meeting that to-morrow thou goest to
battle; and how if thou come not again?"

"Fear nought," said Ralph; "art thou not somewhat foreseeing?  Dost
thou not know that to-morrow or the day after I shall come back unhurt
and victorious; and then shall both thou and Clement come to Upmeads
and abide there as long as ye will; and then shall I tell thee a many
tales of my wanderings; and Ursula my beloved, she also shall tell
thee."

Katherine reddened somewhat, but she said:  "Would I might kiss her
feet, dear lord.  But now, I pray thee, tell me somewhat, now at once."

"So shall it be," said Ralph, "since thou wilt have it, dear gossip;
but when I have done I shall ask thee to tell me somewhat, whereof hath
long been wonder in my mind; and meseemeth that by the time we are both
done with tales, I shall needs be putting on my helm again.--Nay, again
I tell thee it is but a show of battle that I go to!"

So then he went and sat by Clement's side, and began and told over as
shortly as might be the tidings of his journeys.  And oft she wept for
pity thereat.

But when he was done and he had sat beholding her, and saw how goodly a
woman she was, and how straight and well knit of body, he said:
"Gossip, I wonder now, if thou also hast drunk of the Well; for thou
art too fair and goodly to be of the age that we call thee.  How is
this!  Also tell me how thou camest by this pair of beads that seem to
have led me to the Well at the World's End?  For as I said e'en now, I
have long marvelled how thou hadst them and where."

"Fair sir," said Clement, "as for her drinking of the Well at the
World's End, it is not so; but this is a good woman, and a valiant, and
of great wisdom; and such women wear well, even as a well-wrought piece
of armour that hath borne many strokes of the craftsman's hand, and
hath in it some deal of his very mind and the wisdom of him.  But now
let her tell thee her tale (which forsooth I know not), for night is
growing old."



CHAPTER 28

Dame Katherine Tells of the Pair of Beads, and Whence She Had Them


Katherine cast friendly looks on them and said:  "Gossip, and thou,
Clement, I will make a clean breast of it once for all.  In the days
when I was first wedded to Master Clement yonder, he found his bed cold
without me, for he was a hot lover; therefore would he often have me
with him on his journeys, how hard soever or perilous the way might be.
Yea, Clement, thou lookest the sooth, though thou sayest it not, I was
nought loth thereto, partly because I would not grieve thee, my man;
but partly, and belike mostly, because I was wishful to see the ways of
the world even at the risk of being thrust out of the world.  So it
befell us on a time to make a journey together, a journey exceeding
long, in the company of certain chapmen, whereof some, and not a few,
died on the way.  But we lived, and came into the eastern parts of the
earth to a city right ancient, and fulfilled of marvels, which hight
Sarras the Holy.  There saw we wonders whereof were it overlong to tell
of here; but one while I will tell thee, my lord.  But this I must
needs say, that I heard tell of a woman dwelling there, who was not old
by seeming, but had in her the wisdom of ten lives, and the longing gat
hold of me to see her and learn wisdom of her.  So I entreated many who
were called wise, some with prayers, and some with gifts also, to help
me to speech of her; but I gat nothing either by praying or giving;
they that would have helped me could not, and they that could would
not.  So, what between one thing and another, the longing to see the
Wise Woman grew as it were into a madness in me.  Amidst of which we
fell in with a merchant exceeding wise in ancient lore, who looked at
me (though Clement knew it not) with eyes of love.  Of this man I asked
concerning the Wise Woman, and he seeing my desire, strove to use it
merchant-like, and would deal with me and have in payment for his
learning a gift which I had nought to do to give.  Howbeit madness and
my desire for speech with the Wise Woman got the better of me, and I
promised to give no less than he would, trusting to beguile him after I
had got my desire, and be quit of him.  So he led me to the woman and
went his ways.  She dwelt all by herself in a nook of an ancient ruined
palace, erst the house of the ancientest of all the kings of Sarras.
When I came to her, I saw nought dreadful or ugsome about her: she was
cheerful of countenance and courteous of demeanour, and greeted me
kindly as one neighbour in the street of Wulstead might do to another.
I saw her, that she was by seeming a woman of some forty winters, trim
and well-fashioned of body, nowise big, but slender, of dark red hair
and brown eyes somewhat small.

"Now, she said to me, 'I have looked for thee a while; now thou art
come, thou shalt tell me what thou needest, and thy needs will I
fulfil.  Yet needs must thou do a thing for me in return, and maybe
thou wilt deem it a great thing.  Yet whereas thou has struck a bargain
before thou camest hither, if I undo that for thee, the bargain with me
may be nought so burdensome.  How sayest thou?'

"Well, I saw now that I was in the trap, for ill had it been in those
days had Clement come to know that I had done amiss; for he was a
jealous lover, and a violent man."

Clement smiled hereat, but said nought, and Katherine went on: "Trap or
no trap, if I were eager before, I was over-eager now; so when she bade
me swear to do her will, I swore it without tarrying.

"Then she said:  'Sit down before me, and I will teach thee wisdom.'
What did she teach me? say ye.  Well, if I told you belike ye would be
none the wiser; but so much she told me, that my heart swelled with joy
of the wisdom which I garnered.  Say thou, Clement, if I have been the
worser woman to thee, or thy friends, or mine."

"Nay, goodwife," said Clement, "I have nought against thee."

Katherine laughed and went on:

"At last the Wise Woman said, 'Now that thou hast of me all that may
avail thee, comes the other part of our bargain, wherein I shall take
and thou shalt give.'

"Quoth I, 'That is but fair, and thou shalt find me true to thee.' She
said, 'If thou be not, I shall know it, and shall amend it in such wise
that it shall cost thee much.'

"Then she looked on me long and keenly, and said afterward: 'Forsooth I
should forbear laying this charge upon thee if I did not deem that thou
wouldst be no less than true.  But now I will try it, whereas I deem
that the days of my life henceforward shall not be many; and many days
would it take me to find a woman as little foolish as thee and as
little false, and thereto as fairly fashioned.'

"Therewith she put her hand to her neck, and took thence the self-same
pair of beads which I gave to thee, dear gossip, and which (praise be
to All Hallows!) thou hast borne ever since; and she said:  'Now
hearken!  Thou shalt take this pair of beads, and do with them as I bid
thee.  Swear again thereto.'  So I swore by All Angels; and she said
again: 'This pair of beads shall one day lead a man unto the Well at
the World's End, but no woman; forsooth, if a woman have them of a
woman, or the like of them, (for there be others,) they may serve her
for a token; but will be no talisman or leading-stone to her; and this
I tell thee lest thou seek to the Well on the strength of them.  For I
bid thee give them to a man that thou lovest--that thou lovest well,
when he is in most need; only he shall not be of thine own blood.  This
is all that I lay upon thee; and if thou do it, thou shalt thrive, and
if thou do it not, thou shalt come to harm.  And I will tell thee now
that this meeting betwixt us is not by chance-hap, but of my bringing
about; for I have laboured to draw thee to me, knowing that thou alone
of women would avail me herein.  Now shalt thou go home to thine
hostel, and take this for a token of my sooth-saying. The wise merchant
who led thee unto me is abiding thine homecoming that he may have of
thee that which thou promisedst to him.  If then thou find him at thine
hostel, and he take thee by the hand and lead thee to bed, whereas
Clement is away till to-morrow even, then shalt thou call me a vain
word-spinner and a liar; but if when thou comest home there, the folk
there say to thee merchant Valerius is ridden away hastily, being
called afar on a message of life and death, then shalt thou trow in me
as a wise woman.  Herewith depart, and I bid thee farewell.'

"So I went my ways to my hostel trembling, and at the door I met the
chamberlain, who said to me, 'Lady, the merchant Valerius hath been
here seeking thee, and he said that he would abide thy coming; but
amidst of his abiding cometh a man who would speak to him privily;
whereof it came that he called for his horse and bade me tell thee,
Lady, that he was summoned on a matter of life and death, and would
return to kiss thine hands in five days' space.'

"So I wotted that the woman had spoken sooth, and was wise and
foreseeing, and something of a dread of her came upon me.  But the next
even back cometh Clement, and the day after we rode away from Sarras
the Holy, and Valerius I saw never again.  And as to the beads, there
is nought to tell of them till they came into thine hands; and
something tells me that it was the will of the Wise Woman that to no
other hands they should come."

Here Katherine made an end, and both the men sat pondering her tale a
little.  As for Ralph, he deemed it certain that the Wise Woman of
Sarras would be none other than she who had taught lore to the Lady of
Abundance; but why she should have meant the beads for him he wotted
not.  Again he wondered how it was that the Lady of Abundance should
have given the beads to Ursula, and whether she knew that they had no
might to lead her to the Well at the World's End.  And yet further he
wondered how it was that Ursula, unholpen by the talisman, should have
done so much to bring him to the Well; yea, and how she was the first
to see it while he slept.  But his heart told him that whereas he was
seeking the Well with her, she must needs come thither with him, unless
they were both cast away; withal Katherine looked at him and said:
"Yea, dear lord, I wot what thou art thinking of; but couldest thou
have left her, when thou hadst once found her again, Well or no Well?"
"Sooth is that," said Ralph, "yet for all that she hath done without
help of talisman or witchcraft is she the more worshipful and the
dearer."

Then speech came into Clement's mouth, and he said:  "Wife, it is as I
said before, when thy gossip had just departed from us.  It was meet
enough that thou shouldst have loved him better than me; but now it is
even less to be undone than ever, when he has come back bringing with
him a woman so valiant and lovely as is my Lady Ursula.  So thou must
e'en take the life that fate hath sent thee." Katherine laughed through
her tears, and said:  "Withal, goodman, I have been no bad wife to
thee.  And moreover, look thou, gossip dear: when I was wandering about
with Clement amongst many perils, when our need seemed sorest, then
would I think to give the beads to Clement; but so soon as I began to
speak to him of the Well at the World's End he would belittle the tale
of it, and would bid me look to it if it were not so, that where the
world endeth the clouds begin."

As she spoke, Ralph lifted up his hand and pointed to the window, and
said: "Friends, as we were speaking of all these marvels we were
forgetting the need of Upmeads and the day of battle; and lo now! how
the dawn is widening and the candles fading."

Scarce were the words out of his mouth, when on the quietness of the
beginning of day brake out the sound of four trumpets, which were
sounding in the four quarters of the town, and blowing men to the
gathering.  Then rose up both Ralph and Clement and took their weapons,
and they kissed Katherine and went soberly out-a-doors into the
market-place, where already weaponed men were streaming in to the
muster.



CHAPTER 29

They Go Down to Battle in Upmeads


Before it was light were all men come into the market-place, and Ralph
and Richard and Clement and Stephen a-Hurst fell to and arrayed them
duly; and now, what with the company which Ralph had led into Wulstead,
what with the men of the town, and them that had fled from Upmeads
(though these last were mostly old men and lads), they were a thousand
and four score and three.  Ralph would go afoot as he went yesterday;
but today he bore in his hand the ancient staff of war, the
gold-written guisarme; and he went amongst the Shepherds, with whom
were joined the feeble folk of Upmeads, men whom he had known of old
and who knew him, and it was as if their hearts had caught fire from
his high heart, and that whatever their past days had been to them,
this day at least should be glorious.  Withal anon comes Ursula from
St. Austin's with the Sage of Swevenham, whose face was full smiling
and cheerful.  Ursula wore that day a hauberk under her gown, and was
helmed with a sallet; and because of her armour she rode upon a little
horse.  Ralph gave her into the warding of the Sage, who was armed at
all points, and looked a valiant man of war.  But Ralph's brother,
Hugh, had gotten him a horse, and had fallen into the company of the
Champions, saying that he deemed they would go further forth than a
sort of sheep-tending churls and the runaways of Upmeads.

As for Ralph, he walked up and down the ranks of the stout men of the
Down-country, and saw how they had but little armour for defence,
though their weapons for cutting and thrusting looked fell and handy.
So presently he turned about to Giles, who, as aforesaid, bore a long
hauberk, and said:  "Friend, the walk we are on to-day is a long one
for carrying burdens, and an hour after sunrise it will be hot.  Wilt
thou not do with thy raiment as I do?"  And therewith he did off his
hauberk and his other armour save his sallet.  "This is good," said he,
"for the sun to shine on, so that I may be seen from far; but these
other matters are good for folk who fight a-horseback or on a wall; we
striders have no need of them."

Then arose great shouting from the Shepherds, and men stretched out the
hand to him and called hail on his valiant heart.

Amidst of which cries Giles muttered, but so as Ralph might hear him:
"It is all down hill to Upmeads; I shall take off my iron-coat coming
back again."  So Ralph clapped him on the shoulder and bade him come
back whole and well in any case.  "Yea, and so shalt thou come back,"
said he.

Then the horns blew for departure, and they went their ways out of the
market-place, and out into the fields through the new wooden wall of
Wulstead.  Richard led the way with a half score of the Champions, but
he rode but a little way before Ralph, who marched at the head of the
Shepherds.

So they went in the fresh morning over the old familiar fields, and
strange it seemed to Ralph that he was leading an host into the little
land of Upmeads.  Speedily they went, though in good order, and it was
but a little after sunrise when they were wending toward the brow of
the little hill whence they would look down into the fair meads whose
image Ralph had seen on so many days of peril and weariness.

And now Richard and his fore-riders had come up on to the brow and sat
there on their horses clear against the sky; and Ralph saw how Richard
drew his sword from the scabbard and waved it over his head, and he and
his men shouted; then the whole host set up a great shout, and hastened
up the bent, but with the end of their shout and the sound of the tramp
of their feet and the rattle of their war-gear was mingled a confused
noise of cries a way off, and the blowing of horns, and as Ralph and
his company came crowding up on to the brow, he looked down and saw the
happy meadows black with weaponed men, and armour gleaming in the clear
morning, and the points of weapons casting back the low sun's rays and
glittering like the sparks in a dying fire of straw.  Then again he
looked, and lo! the High House rising over the meadows unburned and
unhurt, and the banner of the fruited tree hanging forth from the
topmost tower thereof.

Then he felt a hand come on to his cheek, and lo, Ursula beside him,
her cheeks flushed and her eyes glittering; and she cried out: "O thine
home, my beloved, thine home!"  And he turned to her and said; "Yea,
presently, sweetheart!"  "Ah," she said, "will it be long? and they so
many!"  "And we so mighty!" said Ralph.  "Nay, it will be but a little
while.  Wise man of Swevenham, see to it that my beloved is anigh me
to-day, for where I am, there will be safety."

The Sage nodded yeasay and smiled.

Then Ralph looked along the ridge to right and left of him, and saw
that all the host had come up and had a sight of the foemen; on the
right stood the Shepherds staring down into the meadow and laughing for
the joy of battle and the rage of the oppressed.  On the left sat the
Champions of the Dry Tree on their horses, and they also were tossing
up their weapons and roaring like lions for the prey; and down below
the black crowd had drawn together into ordered ranks, and still the
clamour and rude roaring of the warriors arose thence, and beat against
the hill's brow.

Now so fierce and ready were the men of Ralph's company that it was a
near thing but that they, and the Shepherds in especial, did not rush
tumultuously down the hill all breathless and in ill order.  But Ralph
cried out to Richard to go left, and Giles to go right, and stay the
onset for a while; and to bid the leaders come to him where he stood.
Then the tumult amidst his folk lulled, and Stephen a-Hurst and Roger
and three others of the Dry Tree came to him, and Giles brought three
of the Shepherds, and there was Clement and a fellow of his.  So when
they were come and standing in a ring round Ralph, he said to them:

"Brothers in arms, ye see that our foes are all in array to meet us,
having had belike some spy in Wulstead, who hath brought them the tale
of what was toward.  Albeit methinks that this irks not either you nor
me; for otherwise we might have found them straggling, and scattered
far and wide, which would have made our labour the greater.  Now ye can
see with your eyes that they are many more than we be, even were
Nicholas to issue out of the High House against them, as doubtless he
will do if need be.  Brethren, though they be so many, yet my heart
tells me that we shall overcome them; yet if we leave our strength and
come down to them, both our toil shall be greater, and some of us,
belike many, shall be slain; and evil should I deem it if but a score
of my friends should lose their lives on this joyous day when at last I
see Upmeads again after many troubles.  Wherefore my rede is that we
abide their onset on the hillside here; and needs must they fall on us,
whereas we have Wulstead and friends behind us, and they nought but
Nicholas and the bows and bills of the High House.  But if any have
aught to say against it let him speak, but be speedy; for already I see
a stir in their array, and I deem that they will send men to challenge
us to come down to them."

Then spake Stephen a-Hurst: "I, and we all meseemeth, deem that thou
art in the right, Captain; though sooth to say, when we first set eyes
on these dogs again, the blood so stirred in us that we were like to
let all go and ride down on them."

Said Richard:  "Thou biddest us wisdom of war; let them have the hill
against them."  Said Clement:  "Yea, for they are well learned and well
armed; another sort of folk to those wild men whom we otherthrew in the
mountains."

And in like wise said they all.

Then spake Stephen again:  "Lord, since thou wilt fight afoot with our
friends of the Shepherds, we of the Dry Tree are minded to fare in like
wise and to forego our horses; but if thou gainsay it----"

"Champion," said Ralph, "I do gainsay it.  Thou seest how many of them
be horsed, and withal ye it is who must hold the chase of them; for I
will that no man of them shall escape."

They laughed joyously at his word, and then he said: "Go now, and give
your leaders of scores and tens the word that I have said, and come
back speedily for a little while; for now I see three men sundering
them from their battle, and one beareth a white cloth at the end of his
spear; these shall be the challengers."

So they did after his bidding, and by then they had come back to Ralph
those three men were at the foot of the hill, which was but low.  Then
Ralph said to his captains: "Stand before me, so that I be not seen of
them until one of you hath made answer, 'Speak of this to our leader
and captain.'" Even so they did; and presently those three came so nigh
that they could see the whites of their eyes.  They were all three well
armed, but the foremost of them was clad in white steel from head to
foot, so that he looked like a steel image, all but his face, which was
pale and sallow and grim.  He and his two fellows, when they were right
nigh, rode slowly all along the front of Ralph's battles thrice, and
none spake aught to them, and they gave no word to any; but when they
came over against the captains who stood before Ralph for the fourth
time, they reined up and faced them, and the leader put back his sallet
and spake in a great and rough voice:

"Ye men! we have heard these three hours that ye were coming, wherefore
we have drawn out into the meads which we have taken, that ye might see
how many and how valiant we be, and might fear us.  Wherefore now, ye
broken reivers of the Dry Tree, ye silly shepherds of silly sheep, ye
weavers and apprentices of Wulstead, and if there by any more, ye
fools! we give you two choices this morn.  Either come down to us into
the meadow yonder, that we may slay you with less labour, or else,
which will be the better for you, give up to us the Upmeads thralls who
be with you, and then turn your faces and go back to your houses, and
abide there till we come and pull you out of them, which may be some
while yet.  Hah! what say ye, fools?"

Then spake Clement and said:  "Ye messengers of the robbers and
oppressors, why make ye this roaring to the common people and the
sergeants?  Why speak ye not with our Captain?"

Cried out the challenger, "Where then is the Captain of the Fools?  is
he hidden? can he hear my word?"

Scarce was it out of his mouth ere the captains fell away to right and
left, and there, standing by himself, was Ralph, holding the ancient
lettered war-staff; his head was bare, for now he had done off his
sallet, and the sun and the wind played in his bright hair; glorious
was his face, and his grey eyes gleamed with wrath and mastery as he
spake in a clear voice, and there was silence all along the ranks to
hearken him:

"O messenger of the robbers!  I am the captain of this folk.  I see
that the voice hath died away within the jaws of you; but it matters
not, for I have heard thy windy talk, and this is the answer:  we will
neither depart, nor come down to you, but will abide our death by your
hands here on this hill-side.  Go with this answer."

The man stared wild at Ralph while he was speaking, and seemed to
stagger in his saddle; then he let his sallet fall over his face, and,
turning his horse about, rode swiftly, he and his two fellows, down the
hill and away to the battle of the Burgers.  None followed or cried
after him; for now had a great longing and expectation fallen upon
Ralph's folk, and they abode what shall befall with little noise.  They
noted so soon as the messenger was gotten to the main of the foemen
that there was a stir amongst them, and they were ordering their ranks
to move against the hill.  And withal they saw men all armed coming
from out the High House, who went down to the Bridge and abode there.
Upmeads-water ran through the meadows betwixt the hill and the High
House, as hath been said afore; but as it winded along, one reach of it
went nigh to the House, and made wellnigh a quarter of a circle about
it before it turned to run down the meadows to the eastward; and at
this nighest point was there a wide bridge well builded of stone.

The Burg-devils heeded not the men at the Bridge, but, being all
arrayed, made but short tarrying (and that belike only to hear the tale
of their messenger) ere they came in two battles straight across the
meadow.  They on their right were all riders, and these faced the
Champions of the Dry Tree, but a great battle of footmen came against
the Shepherds and the rest of Ralph's footmen, but in their rearward
was a company of well-horsed men-at-arms; and all of them were well
armed and went right orderly and warrior-like.

It was but some fifteen minutes ere they were come to the foot of the
hill, and they fell to mounting it with laughter and mockery, but
Ralph's men held their peace.  The horsemen were somewhat speedier than
those on foot, though they rode but at a foot's pace, and when they
were about halfway up the hill and were faltering a little (for it was
somewhat steep, though nought high), the Champions of the Dry Tree
could forbear them no longer, but set up a huge roar, and rode at them,
so that they all went down the hill together, but the Champions were
lost amidst of the huge mass of the foemen.

But Ralph was left at the very left end of his folk, and the foemen
came up the hill speedily with much noise and many foul mocks as
aforesaid, and they were many and many more than Ralph's folk, and now
that the Champions were gone, could have enfolded them at either end;
but no man of the company blenched or faltered, only here and there one
spake soft to his neighbour, and here and there one laughed the
battle-laugh.

Now at the hanging of the hill, whenas either side could see the whites
of the foemen's eyes, the robbers stayed a little to gather breath; and
in that nick of time Ralph strode forth into the midst between the two
lines and up on to a little mound on the hill-side (which well he
knew), and he lifted up the ancient guisarme, and cried on high:  "Home
now!  Home to Upmeads!"

Then befell a marvel, for even as all eyes of the foemen were turned on
him, straightway their shouts and jeering and laughter fell dead, and
then gave place to shrieks and wailing, as all they who beheld him cast
down their weapons and fled wildly down the hill, overturning whatever
stood in their way, till the whole mass of them was broken to pieces,
and the hill was covered with nought but cravens and the light-footed
Shepherds slaughtering them in the chase.

But Ralph called Clement to him and they drew a stalworth band
together, and, heeding nought the chase of the runaways, they fell on
those who had the Champions in their midst, and fell to smiting down
men on either hand; and every man who looked on Ralph crouched and
cowered before him, casting down his weapons and throwing up his hands.
Shortly to say it, when these horsemen felt this new onset, and looking
round saw their men fleeing hither and thither over the green fields of
Upmeads, smitten by the Shepherds and leaping into the deep pools of
the river, they turned and fled, every man who could keep his saddle,
and made for the Bridge, the Dry Tree thundering at their backs.  But
even as they came within bowshot, a great flight of arrows came from
the further side of the water, and the banner of the Fruitful Tree came
forth from the bridge-end with Nicholas and his tried men-at-arms
behind it; and then indeed great and grim was the murder, and the proud
men of the Burg grovelled on the ground and prayed for mercy till
neither the Champions nor the men of Nicholas could smite helpless men
any longer.

Now had Ralph held his hand from the chase, and he was sitting on a
mound amidst of the meadow under an ancient thorn, and beside him sat
the Sage of Swevenham and Ursula.  And she was grown pale now and
looked somewhat scared, and she spake in a trembling voice to Ralph,
and said: "Alas friend! that this should be so grim!  When we hear the
owls a-nighttime about the High House, shall we not deem at whiles that
it is the ghosts of this dreadful battle and slaughter wandering about
our fair fields?" But Ralph spake sternly and wrathfully as he sat
there bareheaded and all unarmed save for the ancient glaive: "Why did
they not slay me then?  Better the ghosts of robbers in our fields by
night, than the over-burdened hapless thrall by day, and the scourged
woman, and ruined child.  These things they sought for us and have
found death on the way--let it be!"

He laughed as he spake; but then the grief of the end of battle came
upon him and he trembled and shook, and great tears burst from his eyes
and rolled down his cheeks, and he became stark and hard-faced.

Then Ursula took his hands and caressed them, and kissed his face, and
fell a-talking to him of how they rode the pass to the Valley of Sweet
Chestnuts; and in a while his heart and his mind came back to him as it
did that other time of which she spake, and he kissed her in turn, and
began to tell her of his old chamber in the turret of the High House.

And now there come riding across the field two warriors.  They draw
rein by the mound, and one lights down, and lo! it is Long Nicholas;
and he took Ralph in his arms, and kissed him and wept over him for all
his grizzled beard and his gaunt limbs; but few words he had for him,
save this:  "My little Lord, was it thou that was the wise captain
to-day, or this stout lifter and reiver!" But the other man was Stephen
a-Hurst, who laughed and said: "Nay, Nicholas, I was the fool, and this
stripling the wise warrior.  But, Lord Ralph, thou wilt pardon me, I
hope, but we could not kill them all, for they would not fight in any
wise; what shall we do with them?"  Ralph knit his brows and thought a
little; then he said: "How many hast thou taken?"  Said Stephen:  "Some
two hundred alive." "Well," quoth Ralph; "strip them of all armour and
weapons, and let a score of thy riders drive them back the way they
came into the Debateable Wood.  But give them this last word from me,
that or long I shall clear the said wood of all strong-thieves."

Stephen departed on that errand; and presently comes Giles and another
of the Shepherds with a like tale, and had a like answer.

Now amidst all these deeds it yet lacked an hour of noon.  So presently
Ralph arose and took Richard apart for a while and spoke with him a
little, and then came back to Ursula and took her by the hand, and
said: "Beloved, Richard shall take thee now to a pleasant abode this
side the water; for I grudge that thou shouldst enter the High House
without me; and as for me I must needs ride back to Wulstead to bring
hither my father and mother, as I promised to do after the battle.  In
good sooth, I deemed it would have lasted longer."  Said Ursula: "Dear
friend, this is even what I should have bidden thee myself.  Depart
speedily, that thou mayst be back the sooner; for sorely do I long to
enter thine house, beloved."  Then Ralph turned to Nicholas, and said:
"Our host is not so great but that thou mayst victual it well; yet I
deem it is little less than when we left Wulstead early this morning."

"True is that, little lord," said Nicholas.  "Hear a wonder amongst
battles: of thy Shepherds and the other footmen is not one slain, and
but some five hurt.  The Champions have lost three men slain outright,
and some fifteen hurt; of whom is thy brother Hugh, but not sorely."
"Better than well is thy story then," said Ralph.  "Now let them bring
me a horse."  So when he was horsed, he kissed Ursula and went his
ways.  And she abode his coming back at Richard's house anigh the water.



CHAPTER 30

Ralph Brings His Father and Mother to Upmeads


Short was the road back again to Wulstead, and whereas the day was not
very old when Ralph came there, he failed not to stop at Clement's
house, and came into the chamber where sat Dame Katherine in pensive
wise nigh to the window, with her open hands in her lap.  Quoth Ralph:
"Rejoice, gossip! for neither is Clement hurt, nor I, and all is done
that should be done."  She moved her but little, but the tears came
into her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.  "What, gossip?" quoth Ralph;
"these be scarce tears of joy; what aileth thee?"  "Nay," said
Katherine, "indeed I am joyful of thy tidings, though sooth to say I
looked for none other.  But, dear lord and gossip, forgive me my tears
on the day of thy triumph; for if they be not wholly of joy, so also
are they not wholly of sorrow.  But love and the passing of the days
are bittersweet within my heart to-day. Later on thou shalt see few
faces more cheerful and merry in the hall at Upmeads than this of thy
gossip's. So be merry now, and go fetch thy father and thy mother, and
rejoice their hearts that thou hast been even better than thy word to
them.  Farewell, gossip; but look to see me at Upmeads before many days
are past; for I know thee what thou art; and that the days will
presently find deeds for thee, and thou wilt be riding into peril, and
coming safe from out of it.  Farewell!"

So he departed and rode to the House of St. Austin, and the folk
gathered so about him in the street that at the gate of the Priory he
had to turn about and speak to them; and he said:  "Good people,
rejoice! there are no more foemen of Wulstead anigh you now; and take
this word of me, that I will see to it in time to come that ye live in
peace and quiet here."

Folk shouted for joy, and the fathers who were standing within the gate
heard his word and rejoiced, and some of them ran off to tell King
Peter that his son was come back victorious already; so that by then he
had dismounted at the Guest-house door, lo! there was the King and his
wife with him, and both they alboun for departure.  And when they saw
him King Peter cried out: "There is no need to say a word, my son;
unless thou wouldst tell the tale to the holy father Prior, who, as ye
see, has e'en now come out to us."

Said Ralph:  "Father and mother, I pray your blessing, and also the
blessing of the father Prior here; and the tale is short enough: that
we have overthrown them and slain the more part, and the others are now
being driven like a herd of swine into their stronghold of the Wood
Debateable, where, forsooth, I shall be ere the world is one month
older.  And in the doing of all this have but three of our men been
slain and a few hurt, amongst whom is thy son Hugh, but not sorely."

"O yea, son," said his mother, "he shall do well enough.  But now with
thy leave, holy Prior, we will depart, so that we may sleep in the High
House to-night, and feel that my dear son's hand is over us to ward us."

Then Ralph knelt before them, and King Peter and his wife blessed their
son when they had kissed and embraced each other, and they wept for joy
of him.  The Prior also, who was old, and a worthy prelate, and an
ancient friend of King Peter, might not refrain his tears at the joy of
his friends as he gave Ralph his blessing.  And then, when Ralph had
risen up and the horses were come, he said to him: "One thing thou art
not to forget, young conqueror, to wit, that thou art to come here
early one day, and tell me all thy tale at full length."

"Yea, Prior," said Ralph, "or there is the High House of Upmeads for
thee to use as thine own, and a rest for thee of three or four days
while thou hearkenest the tale; for it may need that."

"Hearken," said King Peter softly to the Dame, "how he reckons it all
his own; my day is done, my dear."  He spake smiling, and she said:
"Soothly he is waxen masterful, and well it becometh the dear
youngling."

Now they get to horse and ride their ways, while all folk blessed them.
The two old folk rode fast and pressed their nags whatever Ralph might
do to give them pastime of words; so they came into the plain field of
Upmeads two hours before sunset; and King Peter said: "Now I account it
that I have had one day more of my life than was my due, and thou, son,
hast added it to the others whereas thou didst not promise to bring me
hither till morrow."

Ralph led them round by the ford, so that they might not come across
the corpses of the robbers; but already were the Upmeads carles at work
digging trenches wherein to bury them.

So Ralph led his father and his mother to the gate of the garth of High
House; then he got off his horse and helped them down, and as he so
dealt with his father, he said to him: "Thou art springy and limber
yet, father; maybe thou wilt put on thine helm this year to ride the
Debateable Wood with me."

The old man laughed and said:  "Maybe, son; but as now it is time for
thee to enter under our roof-tree once more."

"Nay," said Ralph, "but go ye in and sit in the high-seat and abide me.
For did I not go straight back to you from the field of battle; and can
I suffer it that any other hand than mine should lead my wife into the
hall and up to the high-seat of my fathers; and therefore I go to fetch
her from the house of Richard the Red where she is abiding me; but
presently I shall lead her in, and do ye then with us what ye will."

Therewith he turned about and rode his ways to Richard's house, which
was but a half-mile thence.  But his father and mother laughed when he
was gone, and King Peter said:  "There again!  thou seest, wife, it is
he that commands and we that obey."

"O happy hour that so it is!" said the Lady, "and happy now shall be
the wearing of our days."

So they entered the garth and came into the house, and were welcomed
with all joy by Nicholas, and told him all that Ralph had said, and
bade him array the house as he best might; for there was much folk
about the High House, though the Upmeads carles and queans had taken
the more part of the host to their houses, which they had delivered
from the fire and sword, and they made much of them there with a good
heart.



CHAPTER 31

Ralph Brings Ursula Home to the High House


Ralph speedily came to Richard's house and entered the chamber, and
found Ursula alone therein, clad in the daintiest of her woman's gear
of the web of Goldburg.  She rose up to meet him, and he took her in
his arms, and said: "Now is come the very ending of our journey that we
so often longed for; and all will be ready by then we come to the High
House."

"Ah," she said, as she clung to him, "but they were happy days the days
of our journey; and to-morrow begins a new life."

"Nay," he said, "but rather this even; shall it be loathly to thee,
lady?"

She said:  "There will be many people whom I knew not yesterday."
"There will be but me," he said, "when the night hath been dark for a
little."

She kissed him and said nought.  And therewithal came some of Richard's
folk, for it was his house, and led with them a white palfrey for
Ursula's riding, dight all gay and goodly.

"Come then," said Ralph, "thou needest not to fear the ancient house,
for it is kind and lovely, and my father and my mother thou hast seen
already, and they love thee.  Come then, lest the hall be grown too
dusk for men to see thy fairness."  "Yea, yea," she said, "but first
here is a garland I made for thee, and one also for me, while I was
abiding thee after the battle, and my love and my hope is woven into
it."  And she set it on his head, and said, "O thou art fair, and I did
well to meet thee in the dark wood." Then he kissed her dearly on the
mouth and led her forth, and none went with them, and they mounted and
went their ways.

But Ralph said:  "I deem that we should ride the meadow to the bridge,
because that way lies the great door of the hall, and if I know my
father and Nicholas they will look for us that way.  Dost thou yet fear
these dead men, sweetheart, whom our folk slew this morning?" "Nay,"
she said, "it has been a long time since the morning, and they, and
their fieriness which has so burned out, are now to me as a tale that
hath been told.  It is the living that I am going to, and I hope to do
well by them."

Came they then to the bridge-end and there was no man there, nought but
the kine that were wandering about over the dewy grass of eventide.
Then they rode over the bridge and through the orchard, and still there
was no man, and all gates were open wide.  So they came into the
base-court of the house, and it also was empty of folk; and they came
to the great doors of the hall and they were open wide, and they could
see through them that the hall was full of folk, and therein by the
light of the low sun that streamed in at the shot-window at the other
end they saw the faces of men and the gleam of steel and gold.

So they lighted down from their horses, and took hand in hand and
entered bright-faced and calm, and goodly beyond the goodliness of men;
then indeed all that folk burst forth into glad cries, and tossed up
their weapons, and many wept for joy.

As they went slowly up the long hall (and it was thirty fathom of
length) Ralph looked cheerfully and friendly from side to side, and
beheld the faces of the Shepherds and the Champions, and the men of
Wulstead, and his own folk; and all they cried hail to him and the
lovely and valiant Lady.  Then he looked up to the high-seat, and saw
that his father's throne was empty, and his mother's also; but behind
the throne stood a knight all armed in bright armour holding the banner
of Upmeads; but his father and mother stood on the edge of the dais to
meet him and Ursula; and when they came up thither these old folk
embraced them and kissed them and led them up to the table.  Then Ralph
bade Ursula sit by his mother, and made him ready to sit by his father
in all love and duty.  But King Peter stayed him and said:  "Nay, dear
son, not there, but here shalt thou sit, thou saviour of Upmeads and
conqueror of the hearts of men; this is a little land, but therein
shall be none above thee." And therewith he set Ralph down in the
throne, and Ralph, turning to his left hand, saw that it was Ursula,
and not his mother, who sat beside him.  But at the sight of these two
in the throne the glad cries and shouts shook the very timbers of the
roof, and the sun sank under while yet they cried hail to the King of
Upmeads.

Then were the lights brought and the supper, and all men fell to feast,
and plenteous was the wine in the hall; and sure since first men met to
eat together none have been merrier than they.

But now when men had well eaten, and the great cup called the River of
Upmeads was brought in, the cupbearers, being so bidden before, brought
it last of all to King Peter, and he stood up with the River in his
hand and spoke aloud, and said: "Lords and warriors, and good people
all, here I do you to wit, that it is not because my son Ralph has come
home to-day and wrought us a great deliverance, and that my love hath
overcome me; it is not for this cause that I have set him in my throne
this even; but because I see and perceive that of all the kindred he is
meetest to sit therein so long as he liveth; unless perchance this
lovely and valiant woman should bear him a son even better than
himself--and so may it be.  Therefore I do you all to wit that this
man is the King of Upmeads, and this woman is his Lady and Queen; and
so deem I of his prowess, and his wisdom, and kindliness, that I trow
he shall be lord and servant of other lands than Upmeads, and shall
draw the good towns and the kindreds and worthy good lords into peace
and might and well-being, such as they have not known heretofore.  Now
within three days shall mass be sung in the choir of St. Laurence, and
then shall King Ralph swear on the gospels such oaths as ye wot of, to
guard his people, and help the needy, and oppress no man, even as I
have sworn it.  And I say to you, that if I have kept the oath to my
power, yet shall he keep it better, as he is mightier than I.

"Furthermore, when he hath sworn, then shall the vassals swear to him
according to ancient custom, to be true to him and hardy in all due
service.  But so please you I will not abide till then, but will kneel
to him and to his Lady and Queen here and now."

Even so he did, and took Ralph's hand in his and swore service to him
such as was due; and he knelt to Ursula also, and bade her all thanks
for what she had done in the helping of his son; and they raised him up
and made much of him and of Ralph's mother; and great was the joy of
all folk in the hall.

So the feast went on a while till the night grew old, and folk must
fare bedward.  Then King Peter and his wife brought Ralph and Ursula to
the chamber of the solar, the kingly chamber, which was well and goodly
dight with hangings and a fair and glorious bed, and was newly decked
with such fair flowers as the summer might furnish; and at the
threshold King Peter stayed them and said: "Kinsman, and thou, dear
friend, this is become your due chamber and resting-place while ye live
in the world, and this night of all others it shall be a chamber of
love; for ye are, as it were, new wedded, since now first ye are come
amongst the kindred as lover and beloved; and thou, Ursula, art now at
last the bride of this ancient house; now tell me, doth it not look
friendly and kindly on thee?"

"O yea, yea," she said.  "Come thou, my man and my darling and let us
be alone in the master-chamber of this ancient House."

Then Ralph drew her unto him; and the old man blessed them and prayed
for goodly offspring for them, that the House of Upmeads might long
endure.

And thus were they two left alone amidst the love and hope of the
kindred, as erst they lay alone in the desert.



CHAPTER 32

Yet a Few Words Concerning Ralph of Upmeads


Certain it is that Ralph failed not of his promise to the good Prior of
St. Austin's at Wulstead, but went to see him speedily, and told him
all the tale of his wanderings as closely as he might, and hid naught
from him; which, as ye may wot, was more than one day's work or two or
three.  And ever when Ralph thus spoke was a brother of the House
sitting with the Prior, which brother was a learned and wise man and
very speedy and deft with his pen.  Wherefore it has been deemed not
unlike that from this monk's writing has come the more part of the tale
above told.  And if it be so, it is well.

Furthermore, it is told of Ralph of Upmeads that he ruled over his
lands in right and might, and suffered no oppression within them, and
delivered other lands and good towns when they fell under tyrants and
oppressors; and for as kind a man as he was in hall and at hearth, in
the field he was a warrior so wise and dreadful, that oft forsooth the
very sound of his name and rumour of his coming stayed the march of
hosts and the ravage of fair lands; and no lord was ever more beloved.
Till his deathday he held the Castle of the Scaur, and cleansed the
Wood Perilous of all strong-thieves and reivers, so that no high-street
of a good town was safer than its glades and its byways.  The new folk
of the Burg of the Four Friths made him their lord and captain, and the
Champions of the Dry Tree obeyed him in all honour so long as any of
them lasted.  He rode to Higham and offered himself as captain to the
abbot thereof, and drave out the tyrants and oppressors thence, and
gave back peace to the Frank of Higham.  Ever was he true captain and
brother to the Shepherd-folk, and in many battles they followed him;
and were there any scarcity or ill hap amongst them, he helped them to
the uttermost of his power.  The Wood Debateable also he cleared of
foul robbers and reivers, and rooted out the last of the Burg-devils,
and delivered three good towns beyond the wood from the cruelty of the
oppressor.

Once in every year he and Ursula his wife visited the Land of
Abundance, and he went into the castle there as into a holy place, and
worshipped the memory of the Lady whom he had loved so dearly.  With
all the friends of his quest he was kind and well-beloved.

In about two years from the day when he rode home, came to him the Lord
Bull of Utterbol with a chosen band, of whom were both Otter and
Redhead.  That very day they came he was about putting his foot in the
stirrup to ride against the foemen; so Bull and his men would not go
into the High House to eat, but drank a cup where they stood, and
turned and rode with him straightway, and did him right manly service
in battle; and went back with him afterwards to Upmeads, and abode with
him there in feasting and joyance for two months' wearing.  And thrice
in the years that followed, when his lands at home seemed safest and
most at peace, Ralph took a chosen band, and Ursula with them, and
Clement withal, and journeyed through the wastes and the mountains to
Utterbol, and passed joyous days with his old thrall of war, Bull Nosy,
now become a very mighty man and the warder of the peace of the
Uttermost lands.

Clement and Katherine came oft to the High House, and Katherine
exceeding often; and she loved and cherished Ursula and lived long in
health of body and peace of mind.

All the days that Ralph of Upmeads lived, he was the goodliest of men,
and no man to look on him had known it when he grew old; and when he
changed his life, an exceeding ancient man, he was to all men's eyes in
the very blossom of his age.

As to Ursula his wife, she was ever as valiant and true as when they
met in the dark night amidst of the Eastland wood.  Eight goodly
children she bore him, and saw four generations of her kindred wax up;
but even as it was with Ralph, never was she less goodly of body, nay
rather, but fairer than when first she came to Upmeads; and the day
whereon any man saw her was a day of joyful feast to him, a day to be
remembered for ever.  On one day they two died and were laid together
in one tomb in the choir of St. Laurence of Upmeads.  AND HERE ENDS THE
TALE OF THE WELL AT THE WORLD'S END.









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