And Orion told his name, and this meant nothing to Lurulu. But he squatted down and rummaged a little while in what answers in trolls to our memory; and during his ransacking of much trivial remembrance that had eluded the destruction of time in the fields we know, and the listless apathy of unchanging ages in Elfland, he came all at once on his remembrance of Erl; and looked at Orion again and began to cogitate. And at this same moment Orion told to the troll the august name of his mother. At once Lurulu made what is known amongst the trolls of Elfland as the abasement of the five points; that is to say he bowed himself to the ground on his two knees, his two hands and his forehead. Then he sprang up again with a high leap into the air; for reverence rested not on his spirit long. "What are you doing in men's fields?" said Orion. "Playing" said Lurulu. "What do you do in Elfland?" "Watch time," said Lurulu. "That would not amuse me," said Orion. "You've never done it," said Lurulu. "You cannot watch time in the fields of men." "Why not?" asked Orion. "It moves too fast." Orion pondered awhile on this but could make nothing of it; because, never having gone from the fields we know, he knew only one pace of time, and so had no means of comparison. "How many years have gone over you," asked the troll, "since we spoke in Erl?" "Years?" said Orion. "A hundred?" guessed the troll. "Nearly twelve," said Orion. "And you?" "It is still to-day" said the troll. And Orion would not speak any more of time, for he cared not for the discussion of a subject of which he appeared to know less than a common troll. "Will you carry a whip," he said, "and run with my hounds when we hunt the unicorn over the fields we know." Lurulu looked searchingly at the hounds, watching their brown eyes: the hounds turned doubtful noses towards the troll and sniffed enquiringly. "They are dogs," said the troll, as though that were against them. "Yet they have pleasant thoughts." "You will carry the whip then," said Orion. "M, yes. Yes," said the troll. So Orion gave him his own whip there and then, and blew his horn and went away from the twilight, and told Lurulu to keep the hounds together and to bring them on behind him.