Osberne looked Sir Godrick in the face, and ever the more he beheld
him the better he liked the looks of his eyes and his visage. So now
spake the Knight: "How sayest thou, young man? After all I have heard
of thee I may well ask thee to be of mine. Only I must tell thee that
the work may be both hard and rough; and though there may be somewhat
to be won, yet on the other hand the pay may be little more than leave
to do the work." Said Osberne: "So far as that goes, I am well willing
to take my chance of it; but there is one thing which might stand in
the way of service with thee." "What is that?" said Sir Godrick. Said
Osberne: "It is in my mind that from henceforth for a while my days
should pass in some land that is far hence, that is, from mine own
place, and rather to the south than the north."
"Where dwelleth thy kindred then?" said Godrick. "In the Dale, which
is cleft by the Sundering Flood," said Osberne, "up under the great
mountains; and I am of the East Dale, else scarce had I been here."
"Well," said the Knight, "my chiefest house, which hight Longshaw,
lieth a long way south of this; but I shall tell thee that it is no
great way from the Sundering Flood; but betwixt it and the Flood is a
great waste and forest. As to the Flood, it is there, where it runs
through this forest which is called the Masterless Wood, a mighty
great river, whereon are barges and cutters and seagoing dromonds
even, so that it sunders nought, but joins rather. Now besides my
house of Longshaw, which is as it were the knop and ouch of my manors,
I have other houses and strongholds, some of which be in the very
forest itself, and none of them more than a little way thence. For,
sooth to say, the said forest is a shield and a refuge to me, and I
had been overcome long ago save for its warding. I must tell thee
further, that the southernmost skirts of the said forest come down
within a score of miles of the great city by the sea which men call
the City of the Sundering Flood; and that the city-folk love the
forest little, save they might master it and make it their own,
wherein they have failed hitherto, praise be to Allhallows! For then
were I their very outlaw; whereas now there be others of the
knighthood who dwell anigh me who deem that I have the right of it in
warding my lands and theirs from these king-ruled chapmen. More by
token that the day may come when the folk of their own town, as the
gilds of the Lesser Crafts and the husbandmen and simple mariners, may
rise against them, deeming them, as the truth is, hard masters and
tyrants; wherefore, despite all their mastership, when I will and have
occasion thereto, I may ride their streets in safety, for they wot
that if they laid a hand on me or mine, it would be Bills and bows!
bills and bows! up one street and down another. Wherefore they meddle
not with me themselves, but set two or three of the barons who hold of
them on the east side of the Wood Masterless to harry me from time to
time.
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