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
"Yea," said Ralph, softly, and as if speaking to himself, "yet am I
lonely and unholpen." Then he turned to Agatha and said: "The end of
all this is that I pardon thee, and must depart forthwith; for when ye
two come back to the camp, then presently will the hunt be up."
She rose from her knees, and stood before him humbly and said: "Nay, I
shall requite thee thy pardon thus far, that I will fashion some tale
for my lady which will keep us in the woods two days or three; for we
have provided victual for our adventure."
Said Ralph: "I may at least thank thee for that, and will trust in
thee to do so much." Quoth she: "Then might I ask a reward of thee:
since forsooth other reward awaiteth me at Utterbol."
"Thou shalt have it," said Ralph. She said: "The reward is that thou
kiss me ere we part."
"It must needs be according to my word," said Ralph, "yet I must tell
thee that my kiss will bear but little love with it."
She answered naught but laid her hands on his breast and put up her
face to him, and he kissed her lips. Then she said: "Knight, thou hast
kissed a thrall and a guileful woman, yet one that shall smart for
thee; therefore grudge not the kiss nor repent thee of thy kindness."
"How shalt thou suffer?" said he. She looked on him steadfastly a
moment, and said: "Farewell! may all good go with thee." Therewith she
turned away and walked off slowly through the wood, and somewhat he
pitied her, and sighed as he got into his saddle; but he said to
himself: "How might I help her? Yet true it is that she may well be
in an evil case: I may not help everyone." Then he shook his rein and
rode his ways.
CHAPTER 2
Ralph Rides the Wood Under the Mountains
A long way now rode Ralph, and naught befell him but the fashion of the
wood. And as he rode, the heart within him was lightened that he had
escaped from all the confusion and the lying of those aliens, who knew
him not, nor his kindred, and yet would all use him each for his own
ends: and withal he was glad that he was riding all alone upon his
quest, but free, unwounded, and well weaponed.
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