And many other sad and grievous tales he told
to Face-of-god, more than need be told again; so that the War-leader
went along sorry and angry, with his teeth set, and his hand on the
sword-hilt.
Thus they went till night fell on them, and they could scarce see the
signs they had made on their outward journey. Then they made stay in
a little valley, having set a watch duly; and since they were by this
time far from Rose-dale, and were a great company as regarded
scattered bands of the foe, they lighted their fires and cooked their
venison, and made good cheer to the Runaways, and so went to sleep in
the wild-wood.
When morning was come they gat them at once to the road; and if the
Burgdalers were eager to be out of the wood, their eagerness was as
nought to the eagerness of the Runaways, most of whom could not be
easy now, and deemed every minute lost unless they were wending on to
the Dale; so that this day they were willing to get over the more
ground, whereas they had not set out on their road till afternoon
yesterday.
Howsoever, they rested at noontide, and Face-of-god bade Dallach
bring him to speech with others of the Runaways, and first that he
might talk with those three men of the kindreds who had fled from
Silver-dale in early days.
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