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
Ralph laughed in turn, as he heard the new-comer moving about; then he
heard the click of the steel on the flint, and saw the sparks showering
down, so that a little piece of the wood grew green again to his eyes.
Then a little clear flame sprang up, and therewith he saw the
tree-stems clearly, and some twenty yards from him a horse, and a man
stooping down over the fire, who sprang up now and cried out: "It is a
knight-at-arms! Come hither, fellow of the waste; it is five days since
I have spoken to a child of Adam; so come nigh and speak to me, and as
a reward of thy speech thou shalt have both meat and firelight."
"That will be well paid," said Ralph laughing, and he stepped forward
leading his horse, for now the wood was light all about, as the fire
waxed and burned clear; so that Ralph could see that the new-comer was
clad in quaintly-fashioned armour after the fashion of that land, with
a bright steel sallet on the head, and a long green surcoat over the
body armour. Slender of make was the new-comer, not big nor tall of
stature.
Ralph went up to him hastily, and merrily put his hand on his shoulder,
and kissed him, saying: "The kiss of peace in the wilderness to thee!"
And he found him smooth-faced and sweet-breathed.
But the new comer took his hand and led him to where the firelight was
brightest and looked on him silently a while; and Ralph gave back the
look. The strange-wrought sallet hid but little of the new comer's
face, and as Ralph looked thereon a sudden joy came into his heart, and
he cried out: "O, but I have kissed thy face before! O, my friend, my
friend!"
Then spake the new-comer and said: "Yea, I am a woman, and I was thy
friend for a little while at Bourton Abbas, and at the want-ways of the
Wood Perilous."
Then Ralph cast his arms about her and kissed her again; but she
withdrew her from him, and said: "Help me, my friend, that we may
gather sticks to feed our fire, lest it die and the dark come again so
that we see not each other's faces, and think that we have but met in a
dream."
Then she busied herself with gathering the kindling; but presently she
looked up at him, and said: "Let us make the wood shine wide about,
for this is a feastful night."
So they gathered a heap of wood and made the fire great; and then Ralph
did off his helm and hauberk and the damsel did the like, so that he
could see the shapeliness of her uncovered head. Then they sat down
before the fire, and the damsel drew meat and drink from her
saddle-bags, and gave thereof to Ralph, who took it of her and her hand
withal, and smiled on her and said: "Shall we be friends together as
we were at Bourton Abbas and the want-ways of the Wood Perilous?" She
shook her head and said: "If it might be! but it may not be. Not many
days have worn since then; but they have brought about changed days."
He looked on her wistfully and said: "But thou wert dear to me then."
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