'
And she wept sore for pity of herself before them all. But Face-of-
god said:
'Knowest thou, sister, by whom the man was slain?'
'Nay,' she said, still sobbing; 'but I heard nought thereof, nor had
I noted it in my terror. The death of others, who were slain before
him, and the loss of many, we knew not how, made them more bitterly
cruel with us.'
And again was she weeping; but Face-of-god said kindly to her: 'Weep
no more, sister, for now shall all thy troubles be over; I feel in my
heart that we shall overcome these felons, and make an end of them,
and there then is Burgdale for thee in its length and breadth, or
thine own Dale to dwell in freely.'
'Nay,' she said, 'never will I go back thither!' and she turned round
to him and kissed his feet, and then arose and turned a little toward
her mate; and the carle caught her by the hand and led her away, and
seemed glad so to do.
So once again they fell asleep in the woods, and again the next
morning fared on their way early that they might come into Burgdale
before nightfall. When they stayed a while at noontide and ate,
Face-of-god again had talk with the Runaways, and this time with
those of Rose-dale, and he heard much the same story from them that
he had heard before, told in divers ways, till his heart was sick
with the hearing of it.
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