Now she smiled on the Sun-beam and said:
'What is it? Does thy mind forebode evil? That needeth not. I tell
thee it is not so ill for us of the sword to be in Silver-dale.
Thrice have I been there since the Overthrow, and never more than a
half-score in company, and yet am I whole to-day.'
'Yea, sister,' said Face-of-god, 'but in past times ye did your deed
and then fled away; but now we come to abide here, and this night is
the last of lurking.'
'Ah,' she said, 'a little way from this I saw such things that we had
good will to abide here longer, few as we were, but that we feared to
be taken alive.'
'What things were these?' said Face-of-god.
'Nay,' she said, 'I will not tell thee now; but mayhap in the lighted
winter feast-hall, when the kindred are so nigh us and about us that
they seem to us as if they were all the world, I may tell it thee; or
mayhap I never shall.'
Said the Sun-beam, smiling: 'Thou wilt ever be talking, Bow-may.
Now let the War-leader depart, for he will have much to do.'
And she was well at ease that she had seen Face-of-god again; but he
said:
'Nay, not so much; all is well-nigh done; in an hour it will be broad
day, and two hours thereafter shall the Banner be displayed on the
edge of Silver-dale.
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