Maybe it shall lead
thee far.'
'Whither?' said he. But she answered not a great while, and he
looked at her as she stood a-gazing on the image, and saw how the
tears stole out of her eyes and ran adown her cheeks. Then again
came the thought to him of Wood-grey's hall, and the women of the
kindred standing before the Wolf and singing of him; and though there
was little comeliness in them and she was so exceeding beauteous, he
could not but deem that they were akin to her.
But after a while she wiped the tears from her face and turned to him
and said: 'My friend, the Wolf shall lead thee no-whither but where
I also shall be, whatsoever peril or grief may beset the road or lurk
at the ending thereof. Thou shalt be no thrall, to labour while I
look on.'
His heart swelled within him as she spoke, and he was at point to
beseech her love that moment; but now her face had grown gay and
bright again, and she said while he was gathering words to speak
withal:
'Come in, Gold-mane, come into our house; for I have many things to
say to thee. And moreover thou art so hushed, and so fearsome in thy
mail, that I think thou yet deemest me to be a Wight of the Waste,
such as Stone-face thy Fosterer told thee tales of, and forewarned
thee.
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