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Morris, William, 1834-1896

"The Roots of the Mountains; Wherein Is Told Somewhat of the Lives of the Men of Burgdale"


'Shall I abide them, my friend?' said Gold-mane, turning to the Sun-
beam.
'Yea,' she said; 'for what else art thou come hither? or art thou so
pressed to depart from us? Last time we met thou wert not so hasty
to sunder.'
They smiled on each other; and Bow-may looked on them and laughed
outright; then a flush showed in her cheeks through the tan of them,
and she turned toward the children and the other women who were
busied about the milking of the kine.
But those two sat down together on a bank amidst the plain meadow,
facing the river and the eastern rock-wall, and the Sun-beam said:
'I am fain to speak to thee and to see thine eyes watching me while I
speak; and now, my friend, I will tell thee something unasked which
has to do with what e'en now thou didst ask me; for I would have thee
trust me wholly, and know me for what I am. Time was I schemed and
planned for this day of betrothal; but now I tell thee it has become
no longer needful for bringing to pass our fellowship in arms with
thy people. Yea yesterday, ere he went on a hunt, whereof he shall
tell thee, Folk-might was against it, in words at least; and yet as
one who would have it done if he might have no part in it.


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