The Well at the World's End: A TaleMorris, William
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The Well at the World's End: A Tale
Morris, William
Fantasy fiction; Quests (Expeditions) -- Fiction
"Why," quoth Ralph still angrily, "is thy Lord master of all the
world?" "Nay," said the captain, "but of a piece thereof. In short,
betwixt Utterbol and Goldburg, and Utterbol and the mountains, and
Utterbol and an hundred miles north, and an hundred miles south, there
is no place where thou canst live, no place save the howling
wilderness, and scarcely there either, where he may not lay hand on
thee if he do but whistle. What, man! be not downhearted! come with us
to Utterbol, since thou needs must. Be wise, and then the Lord shall
have no occasion against thee; above all, beware of crossing him in any
matter of a woman. Then who knows" (and here he sunk his voice well
nigh to a whisper) "but thou and I together may rule in Utterbol and
make better days there."
Ralph was waxen master of himself by now, and was gotten wary indeed,
so he made as if he liked Otter's counsel well, and became exceeding
gay; for indeed the heart within him was verily glad at the thought of
his escaping from thralldom; for more than ever now he was fast in his
mind to flee at the time appointed by Redhead.
So Otter said: "Well, youngling, I am glad that thou takest it thus,
for I deem that if thou wert to seek to depart, the Lord would make it
an occasion against thee."
"Such an occasion shall he not have, fellow in arms," quoth Ralph.
"But tell me, we ride presently, and I suppose are bound for Utterness
by the shortest road?" "Yea," said Otter, "and anon we shall come to
the great forest which lieth along our road all the way to Utterness
and beyond it; for the town is, as it were, an island in the sea of
woodland which covers all, right up to the feet of the Great Mountains,
and does what it may to climb them whereso the great wall or its
buttresses are anywise broken down toward our country; but the end of
it lieth along our road, as I said, and we do but skirt it. A woeful
wood it is, and save for the hunting of the beasts, which be there in
great plenty, with wolves and bears, yea, and lions to boot, which come
down from the mountains, there is no gain in it. No gain, though
forsooth they say that some have found it gainful."
"How so?" said Ralph. Said Otter: "That way lieth the way to the Well
at the World's End, if one might find it. If at any time we were clear
of Utterbol, I have a mind for the adventure along with thee, lad, and
so I deem hast thou from all the questions thou hast put to me
thereabout."
Ralph mastered himself so that his face changed not, and he said:
"Well, Captain, that may come to pass; but tell me, are there any
tokens known whereby a man shall know that he is on the right path to
the Well?"
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