'
The cheek of the Sun-beam flushed, and paled again, as she said:
'Yea, we shall stand even as our Fathers stood on the day when,
coming from off the waste, they beheld it, and knew it would be
theirs. Ah me! how have I longed for this morn. But now--Tell me,
Gold-mane, dost thou deem that I am afraid? And I whom thou hast
deemed to be a God.'
Quoth Bow-may: 'Thou shalt deem her twice a God ere noon-tide,
brother Gold-mane. But come now! the hour of deadly battle is at
hand, and we may not laugh that away; and therefore I bid thee
remember, Gold-mane, how thou didst promise to kiss me once more on
the verge of deadly battle.'
Therewith she stood up before him, and he tarried not, but kind and
smiling took her face between his two hands and kissed her lips, and
she cast her arms about him and kissed him, and then sank down on the
grass again, and turned from him, and laid her face amongst the grass
and the bracken, and they could see that she was weeping, and her
body was shaken with sobs. But the Sun-beam knelt down to her, and
caressed her with her hand, and spake kind words to her softly, while
Face-of-god went his ways to meet Folk-might.
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