The Maiden blushed no longer, but said: "I will tell you the story in
as short a way as it may be told: I was a damsel living much all alone
by the side of a terrible river, not lightly to be crossed, or indeed
not at all. And on the other side of the said river was there a bold
lad of about my years, and we fell into converse, speaking together
very sweetly each from our own side of the water. And for a long time
this seemed a no such evil fate for the two of us to endure; but time
went on, and I grew into a woman and he grew into a man, and indeed as
bold a champion as there is in our parts; and then indeed it seemed
hard that, though we should meet in speech, yet never should mouth
meet mouth or hand meet hand. But we lived on in hope, and trusted to
what weird had wrought for us. And it seemed possibly not so unlike
but that this bold and eager champion might go wide in the world, and
somehow find out the country and the side of the river on which I was
born and bred. And in the meantime was I determined above all things
never to think of anyone else but this bold and beautiful champion,
and even so it is with me now. And this good dame here, who is my very
fostermother, and is somewhat wise, though I would hope not more so
than Holy Church alloweth, has always bidden me to hope to see my
champion again, and even so I do. And we both know that it is only
amongst the Knight of Longshaw and his men that he is to be found."
Quoth the Sub-prior: "And when he is found, and ye let him know where
ye are, will he come to you, think ye?"
"Even so we believe," said the Maiden. "Well," said the Sub-prior.
"tell me what ye would have, and it shall be done for you." Said the
Carline: "We would [come across the water and] have guide and guards
through the Wood Masterless to some place where we may dwell alone.
Can ye do this much for us? And we shall be well willing to pay with
suchlike gems as ye have already seen of ours for such a small house."
"Well," said the Sub-prior, "that may well be, and tomorrow morn, if
ye will take the whole thing on your own heads, I will send you [down
to the ferry that lieth betwixt us and a House of Friars on the
further side of the water. At a writing from us these good brothers
may find you some such dwelling in the Wood Masterless as ye seek, and
will furnish you with way-beasts and guides thereto.] But I leave it
to you, Carline, whether ye do not risk greatly to take such a pearl
with you into the place which is peopled by the worst of men." Said
the Carline: "To tell you the truth, Father, I have pieces of wisdom
by which I can blind the eyes of foolish men, so that they will see
nothing of the delicate beauty of my daughter here." "Well," said the
Sub-prior, and smiled.
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