She wondered at his word, and was bewildered by it, but she held her
peace; and he said: Now we may talk hereof later on; but the matter to
hand now is the quenching of thine hunger; for I will not ask thee
whereby thou camest, since by water thou needs must have come.
Wherefore now I bid thee to our house, and these little ones shall go
with us, and the three of these horned folk whom we are wont to tether
amidst the wrack and ruin of what once was fair; the rest have our
leave to depart, and these nibblers also; for we have a potherb garden
by our house, and are fain to keep the increase of the same for
ourselves. Birdalone laughed, and shook her skirts at the coneys, and
they all scuttled away after the manner of their kind. Thereat the
little lad looked downcast and well-nigh tearful, but the maid stamped
her foot, and roared well-favouredly.
Birdalone did her best to solace her, and plucked a bough from a
hawthorn bush far above the little ones’ reach whereon was yet some
belated blossom, and gave it to her and stilled her. But the old man
picked out his milch-goats from the flock (whereof was the white), and
drave them before him, while the two babes went on still beside
Birdalone, the little carle holding her hand and playing with the
fingers thereof; the maiden sometimes hanging on to her gown, sometimes
going loose and sporting about beside her.
So came they to where the ground became smoother, and there was a fair
piece of greensward in a nook made by those great walls and towers,
which sheltered it from the north. The said walls seemed to be the
remnant of what had once been a great house and castle; and up aloft,
where was now no stair to come at them, were chimneys and hearths here
and there, and windows with fair seats in them, and arched doors and
carven pillars, and many things beautiful, but now was all ruined and
broken, and the house was roofless and floorless: withal it was
overgrown with ash-trees and quicken-beam, and other berry-trees and
key-trees, which had many years ago seeded in the rent walls, and now
grew there great and flourishing. But in the innermost nook of this
mighty remnant, and using for its lowly walls two sides of the ancient
ashlar ones, stood a cot builded not over trimly of small wood, and now
much overgrown with roses and woodbine. In front of it was a piece of
garden ground, wherein waxed potherbs, and a little deal of wheat; and
therein was a goodly row of bee-skeps; and all without it was the
pleasant greensward aforesaid, wherein stood three great ancient oaks,
and divers thorns, which also were ancient after their kind.
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