'
Then Folk-might flushed red and spake, as he cast out his hand
towards the warriors and up and down toward the Dale:
'These be my folk, and these only: and as to peace, only those of us
know of it who are old men. Yet is it well; and if we and ye
together be strong enough to bring back good days to the feeble men
whom the Dusky Ones torment in Silver-dale it shall be better yet.'
Then he turned about to his sister, and looked keenly into her eyes
till she reddened, and took her hand and looked at the wrist and
said:
'O sister, see I not the mark on thy wrist of the Ring of the God of
the Earth? Have not oaths been sworn since yesterday?'
'True it is,' she said, 'that this man and I have plighted troth
together at the altar of the Doom-ring.'
Said Folk-might: 'Thou wilt have thy will, and I may not amend it.'
Therewith he turned about to Face-of-god and said:
'Thou must look to it to keep this oath, whatever other one thou hast
failed in.'
Said Face-of-god somewhat wrathfully: 'I shall keep it, whether thou
biddest me to keep it or break it.'
'That is well,' said Folk-might, 'and then for all that hath gone
before thou mayest in a manner pay, if thou art dauntless before the
foe.
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