The next morning Osberne went his way riding on a good horse, and not
without treasure in his scrip. He was girt to Boardcleaver and had the
wonder-bow and shafts with him; but the byrny, Hardcastle's Loom, he
left behind, and had but a white basnet on his head, for he deemed
that his friend Sir Medard would purvey him of armour. All the
household were without in the garth to see him off, but none went
further with him save Stephen the Eater, who rode with him as far as
the bent, and closely and lovingly they spake together on the way. But
when they were come to the crown of the bent Osberne drew rein and
said: "Now, my friend, shalt thou turn about and let me go my ways."
And they turned about both and looked down on Wethermel, and Stephen
cast his arm abroad and spake: "Best-beloved of all men, how long
deemest thou it shall be ere thou seest this again?"
"I wot not," said Osberne; "I am in the hands of Weird, to wend as she
will have me: but I will tell thee that I have hoped and prayed that
it might be in no longer space than five years; then shall I be of
twenty years and three, and she but a few weeks younger, and manhood
and womanhood and due service of the kindred shall lie before us both
if I find her alive; but if I find her dead, or have sure witness that
so she is, that moment shall I turn my face and come back to you, to
live and die with you as I may. There is the third thing left, to wit,
that I may wander about the world and find her not till I am exceeding
old; but even then shall I come back with her, or the memory of her.
Now I will not say Remember me, for therein I trust thee, but I will
bid thee live hale and merry, that when I see thee again thy face may
be as little changed as may be."
Therewith they parted, and Osberne looked not back again.
Chapter XXXIX. Osberne Gets Him a New Master
On the second day thereafter he rode through the gate of Eastcheaping,
and so up the street to the Castle; and many of the townsmen knew him,
and cried out good welcome unto him, but he stayed not for any, but
came his ways to the Castle, and lighted down in the forecourt and
asked for Sir Medard. Here also was he well known, and men were joyful
of his coming, and asked him many things of his doings and his
welfare; but he answered as shortly as he might and still asked for
Sir Medard; and they said that he might see him straightway, for that
he was sitting in the solar, and albeit he had a guest with him, they
doubted not but that the good knight would be fain of seeing his
fellow-in-arms.
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