The Story of the Glittering Plain: Which Has Been Also Called the Land of Living Men or the Acre of the UndyingMorris, William
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The Story of the Glittering Plain: Which Has Been Also Called the Land of Living Men or the Acre of the Undying
Morris, William
Fantasy fiction, English
The Puny Fox laughed boisterously and said: "Nay, she is not. But as to
thy boat, there is so strong a set of the flood-tide toward this end of
the isle, that with the wind blowing as now, from the north-north-east,
thou mayst not get off the shore for four hours at least, and I misdoubt
me that within that time we shall have tidings of a ship of ours coming
into the haven. Thy bark they shall take, and thee also if thou art
therein; and then soon were the story told, for they know thee for a
rebel of the Undying King. Hearken! Dost thou not hear the horn's
voice? Come up hither and we shall see what is towards."
So saying, he led hastily up a kind of stair in the rock-wall, until they
reached a cranny, whence through a hole in the cliff, they could see all
over the haven. And lo! as they looked, in the very gate and entry of it
came a great ship heaving up her bows on the last swell of the outer sea
(where the wind had risen somewhat), and rolling into the smooth, land-
locked water. Black was her sail, and the image of the Sea-eagle
enwrought thereon spread wide over it; and the banner of the Flaming
Sword streamed out from the stern. Many men all-weaponed were on the
decks, and the minstrels high up on the poop were blowing a merry song of
return on their battle-horns.
"Lo, you," said the Puny Fox, "thy luck or mine hath served thee this
time, in that the Flaming Sword did not overhaul thee ere thou madest the
haven. We are well here at least."
Said Hallblithe: "But may not some of them come up hither perchance?"
"Nay, nay," said the Puny Fox; "they fear the old man in the cleft
yonder; for he is not over guest-fain. This mead is mine own, as for
other living men; it is my unroofed house, and I have here a house with a
roof also, which I will show thee presently. For now since the Flaming
Sword hath come, there is no need for haste; nay, we cannot depart till
they have gone up-country. So I will show thee presently what we shall
do to-night."
So there they sat and watched those men bring their ship to the shore and
moor her hard by Hallblithe's boat. They cried out when they saw her,
and when they were aland they gathered about her to note her build, and
the fashion of the spear whereto she was tied. Then in a while the more
part of them, some fourscore in number, departed up the valley toward the
great house and left none but a half dozen ship-warders behind.
"Seest thou, friend of the Ravens," said the Fox, "hadst thou been there,
they might have done with thee what they would. Did I not well to bring
thee into my unroofed house?"
"Yea, verily," said Hallblithe; "but will not some of the ship-wards, or
some of the others returning, come up hither and find us? I shall yet
lay my bones in this evil island."
The Puny Fox laughed, and said: "It is not so bad as thy sour looks would
have it; anyhow it is good enough for a grave, and at this present I may
call it a casket of precious things."
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