The Roots of the Mountains: Wherein Is Told Somewhat of the Lives of the Men of Burgdale, Their Friends, Their Neighbours, Their Foemen, and Their Fellows in ArmsMorris, William
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The Roots of the Mountains: Wherein Is Told Somewhat of the Lives of the Men of Burgdale, Their Friends, Their Neighbours, Their Foemen, and Their Fellows in Arms
Morris, William
Fantasy fiction
Now when the men of the Host looked from the high place whereon they
stood toward the green plain by the river, they saw on the top of that
rock-wall a red pennon waving on a spear, and beside it three or four
weaponed men gleaming bright in the evening sun; and they waved their
swords to the Host, and made lightning of the sunbeams, and the men of
the Host waved swords to them in turn. For these were the outguards of
the Host; and the place whereon they were was at whiles dwelt in by those
who would drive the spoil in Silver-dale, and midmost of the green-sward
was a booth builded of rough stones and turf, a refuge for a score of men
in rough weather.
So the men of the vanward gat them down the hill, and made the best of
their way toward the grassy plain through that rocky maze which had once
been as a lake of molten glass; and as short as the way looked from
above, it was two hours or ever they came out of it on to the smooth
turf, and it was moonlight and night ere the House of the Face had gotten
on to the green-sward.
There then the Host abode for that night, and after they had eaten lay
down on the green grass and slept as they might. Bow-may would have
brought the Sun-beam into the booth with some others of the women, but
she would not enter it, because she deemed that otherwise the Bride would
abide without; and the Bride, when she came up, along with the House of
the Steer, beheld the Sun-beam, that Wood-father’s children had made a
lair for her without like a hare’s form; and forsooth many a time had she
lain under the naked heaven in Shadowy Vale and the waste about it, even
as the Bride had in the meadows of Burgdale. So when the Bride was
bidden thereto, she went meekly into the booth, and lay there with others
of the damsels-at-arms.
CHAPTER XLII. THE HOST COMETH TO THE EDGES OF SILVER-DALE.
SO wore the night, and when the dawn was come were the two captains
afoot, and they went from band to band to see that all was ready, and all
men were astir betimes, and by the time that the sun smote the eastern
side of Shield-broad ruddy, they had broken their fast and were dight for
departure. Then the horns blew up beside the banners, and rejoiced the
hearts of men. But by the command of the captains this was the last time
that they should sound till they blew for onset in Silver-dale, because
now would they be drawing nigher and nigher to the foemen, and they
wotted not but that wandering bands of them might be hard on the lips of
the pass, and might hear the horns’ voice, and turn to see what was
toward.
Forth then went the banners of the Wolf, and the men of the vanward fell
to threading the rock-maze toward the north, and in two hours’ time were
clear of the Dale under Shield-broad. All went in the same order as
yesterday; but on this day the Sun-beam would bear her hauberk, and had a
sword girt to her side, and her heart was high and her speech merry.
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