Then he turned away and
took the path through the pine-woods, muttering to himself as he
went:
'What thing have I done now that hitherto I had not done? What
manner of man am I to-day other than the man I was yesterday?'
CHAPTER VIII. FACE-OF-GOD COMETH HOME AGAIN TO BURGSTEAD
Face-of-God went back through the wood by the way he had come, paying
little heed to the things about him. For whatever he thought of
strayed not one whit from the image of the Fair Woman of the
Mountain-side.
He went through the wood swiftlier than yesterday, and made no stay
for noon or aught else, nor did he linger on the road when he was
come into the Dale, either to speak to any or to note what they did.
So he came to the House of the Face about dusk, and found no man
within the hall either carle or queen. So he cried out on the folk,
and there came in a damsel of the house, whom he greeted kindly and
she him again. He bade her bring the washing-water, and she did so
and washed his feet and his hands. She was a fair maid enough, as
were most in the Dale, but he heeded her little; and when she was
done he kissed not her cheek for her pains, as his wont was, but let
her go her ways unthanked.
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