It was brand-new, and was fair enough, builded part of stone and lime,
part of framed work, but was but middling big. As she drew nigher yet,
she saw that there were folk on the walls of it, and they seemed to see
her, for a horn was winded from the battlement, and folk were running
together to somewhither. And now was Birdalone come so near, that she
saw the water-gate of the castle, and folk coming out thereby on to the
landing-place; and she saw presently, that a very tall man with
grizzled hair stood foremost of them, and he waved his hand to her, and
spake something, but the wind bore the words away from her; yet she
seemed to know that this folk would do her to wit that they would have
none of her; and her heart died within her, so faint and hungry as she
was.
Howsoever the ferry sped on its way swiftly, and in a minute or two had
stayed itself at the landing-stair, whereabout were gathered a score of
men, some armed some unarmed, and they seemed for the more part to be
grey-headed and past middle-age.
Birdalone stood up in her craft, and the aforesaid tall grey man, who
was unarmed, but clad in knightly raiment, stood on the stair and spake
unto her, and said: Lady, this is an house where women enter never
since first the roof was done thereon, which forsooth was but a year
ago. We will pray thee therefore to turn thy boat’s head away, and seek
some other lodging by the water, either eastward or westward.
Little knew Birdalone of worldly courtesy, or she had made him a sharp
answer belike; but she only looked on him ruefully, and said: Good
warrior, I am come a long way, and may not turn back from mine errand;
and I am now lacking victual and hungry, and if ye help me not, it is
like that I shall die. Much lieth on mine errand, if ye knew it. She
was weeping-ripe, but refrained her tears, though her lip quivered. She
stretched out her hands to the greybeard, and he looked on her and
found her exceeding fair; and he deemed her to be guileless, both
because of her simple speech and sweet voice, and the goodliness of her
face and eyes. But he said: Lady, thine errand hath nought to do with
it, it is thy womanhood that bars our door. For all we are bound by
oath not to suffer a woman to abide in this castle till our lords take
the bann off, and bid us open to women. She smiled faintly, and said:
If I might but see thy lords then, since thou art not master here. He
said: They are away, and will not be back till to-morrow morning; and I
wot not the hour of their return. And yet, said he, I would we might
help thee somewhat. O I pray thee, I pray thee! she said, or mine
errand will come to nought after all.
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