And therewith she set her foot on the gunwale of the boat, and two or
three others did the like. But now had Birdalone her sword naked in her
hand, and she waxed as red as blood, and cried out: Forbear I bid you!
Yea verily I am a woman; but I will not take this offer either, whereas
I have an errand, as I told you. And so stern it is, that if ye now let
my departure I will not spare to smite with this sword whoso first
cometh aboard my ferry, and though I be not a man, yet shall ye find
that in this matter I shall be little worse, whereas I am armed and ye
be naked.
Then they drew back and stood gibing and jeering at her; but she heeded
it no whit, but reddened stem and stern of the Sending Boat, and sang
her spell, and forth glided the ferry, while the damsels stood and
stared astonished. As for Birdalone, as she sped on her way she might
not refrain her laughter. Thus she wended the wet highway.
CHAPTER XII.
BIRDALONE COMETH AGAIN TO THE ISLE OF QUEENS, AND FINDETH A PERILOUS
ADVENTURE THEREIN.
It was not yet daybreak when Birdalone came ashore again, and the moon
was down, and it was dark; wherefore she durst not go up on the land,
but lay down in the ferry and fell asleep there. When she woke again it
was broad daylight, the sun was up, and a little ripple was running
over the face of the water. She stepped ashore straightway, and looked
up the land and to the right hand and the left, and saw at once that it
was indeed the Isle of Queens, and the house stood trim and lovely as
of old time; then she longed somewhat to tread the green meadow a
little, for yet young was the day, and she saw nought stirring save the
throstle and a few small beasts. However, she said to herself that she
would go nowhere nigh to the goodly house wherein abode those images of
death. Yet her body longed so sore for the springtide freshness of the
grass, and was so bewooed of the flowery scent thereof, that though she
durst not go unarmed, she did off her footgear and went stealing softly
barefoot and with naked legs over the embroidered greensward, saying
aloud to herself: If run for the ferry I needs must, lighter shall I
run so dight.
Nonetheless, she had gone but a little way ere a terror took hold of
her, though she saw no child of Adam anigh, and she turned and ran back
swiftly to her old place and sat down under a twisted oak-tree hard by
the Sending Boat, and abode there panting and quaking, and scarce
daring to look up from the grass for a while. Then her heart came back
to her, and she laughed, and said to herself: I am a fool, for I need
fear nought on this Isle of Queens save women like myself.
Yet she sat there a little while longer without stirring; then she
stood up and looked keenly around, and, as aforesaid, exceeding
far-sighted she was; but still she saw neither man nor maid nor
suckling child.
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