Then he cried out: "Draw nigh, goodman and grandsire, and take again
the house and lands of Wethermel, as ye had them aforetime before
yesterday was a day." So the goodman came to him and kissed him and
thanked him kind and humbly, and the women came and embraced him and
hung about him. As for Surly John, he had slunk away so soon as he saw
the fall of his master, and now when they looked around for him, they
saw him but as a fleck going swiftly down the Dale. Thereat they all
laughed together, and the laughter eased their hearts, so that they
felt free and happy.
"Now," said Stephen, "what shall we do with this carcass, that was so
fierce and fell this morning?" Said Osberne: "We shall lay him in
earth here in his raiment as he fell, since he died in manly wise,
though belike he has lived as a beast. But his sword I will give to
thee in reward for thy trusty following both now and at other times."
So Stephen fetched mattock and pick, and dug a grave for that champion
amidwards of the hazel-garth, and there they laid him, and heaped up
mould and stones over his grave; and to this day it is called
Hardcastle's Howe there, or for short, and that the oftenest,
Hardcastle.
So they went all of them up to the house, and were merry and joyful.
Chapter XVIII. Elfhild Hears of the Slaying
But two days after this was the tryst-day for Osberne to see his
over-water friend, and he went soberly enough, and came to the
water-side and found her over against him; and she asked of him
tidings. "Tidings enough," said he, "for now have I done a deed beyond
my years, a deed unmeet for a child; to wit, I have slain a man."
"O," she said, "and didst thou sleep after the deed?" Said Osberne:
"Yea, and dreamed never a deal. But I must tell thee I was in my right."
Said Elfhild: "What did he to thee that thou must slay him?" Osberne
said: "He came swaggering into our house and would take all to him,
and put all of us to the road or hold us in thraldom." She said "But
tell me, how didst thou slay him? Was he drunk or asleep?" "Nay," said
he, "I was champion for my grandsire, and the robber had a sword in
his fist, and I another and we fought, and I overcame him." Said the
maiden: "But was he mannikin or a dastard, or unskilled in weapons?"
Spake Osberne, reddening: "He was a stark carle, a bold man, and was
said to be of all prowess."
She said nothing a while, but stood pale and downcast. And he said:
"What is this, playmate? I looked to have much praise from thee for my
deed. Dost thou know that this man was as the pest to all the
country-side, and that I have freed men of peace from a curse?" "Be
not wrath with me, Osberne," she said, "indeed I am somewhat downcast;
for I see that now thou wilt be no playmate for me, but wilt be a man
before thy time, and wilt be looking towards such things as men
desire; and that tall maidens come to womanhood will be for thee, not
quaint rags of children such as I be."
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