But she drew close
up to him, and spake to him softly and said:
'This is the day that maketh amends; and yet I long for another day.
When I saw thee coming to me that first day in Shadowy Vale, I
thought thee so goodly a warrior that my heart was in my mouth. But
now how goodly thou art! For the battle is over, and we shall live.'
'Yea,' said Face-of-god, 'and none shall begrudge us our love.
Behold thy brother, the hard-heart, the warrior; he weepeth because
he hath heard that the Bride shall live. Be sure then that she shall
not gainsay him. O fair shall the world be to-morrow!'
But she said: 'O Gold-mane, I have no words. Is there no minstrelsy
amongst us?'
Now by this time were many of the men of the Wolf and the Woodlanders
gathered on the dais of the Hall; and the Dalesmen noting this, and
wotting that these men were now in their own Mote-house, withdrew
them as they might for the press toward the nether end thereof. That
the Sun-beam noted, and that all those about her save the War-leader
were of the kindreds of the Wolf and the Woodland, and, still
speaking softly, she said to Face-of-god:
'Gold-mane, meseemeth I am now in my wrong place; for now the Wolf
raiseth up his head, but I am departing from him.
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