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She laughed low and sweetly, and said:  Dear friend, dost thou speak to me
thus mournfully to move me to love thee better? Then is thy labour lost; for
no better may I love thee than now I do;
and that is with mine whole heart. But keep a good courage, I bid thee; for we
be not sundered yet, nor shall we be. Nor do I deem that we shall die here, or
to-morrow; but many years hence, after we have known all the sweetness of
life. Meanwhile, I bid thee good-night, fair friend!
CHAPTER XXVII
MORNING AMONGST THE BEARS
So Walter laid him down and fell asleep, and knew no more till he awoke in
bright daylight with the Maid standing over him. She was fresh from the water,
for she had been to the river to bathe her, and the sun through the open door
fell streaming on her feet close to Walter s pillow. He turned about and cast
his arm about them, and caressed them, while she stood smiling upon him;
then he arose and looked on her, and said:  How thou art fair and bright this
morning! And yet . .
. and yet . . . were it not well that thou do off thee all this faded and
drooping bravery of leaves and blossoms, that maketh thee look like to a
jongleur s damsel on a morrow of May-day?
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And he gazed ruefully on her.
She laughed on him merrily, and said:  Yea, and belike these others think no
better of my attire, or not much better; for yonder they are gathering small
wood for the burnt-offering; which, forsooth, shall be thou and I, unless I
better it all by means of the wisdom I learned of the old woman, and perfected
betwixt the stripes of my Mistress, whom a little while ago thou lovedst
somewhat.
And as she spake her eyes sparkled, her cheek flushed, and her limbs and her
feet seemed as if they could scarce refrain from dancing for joy. Then Walter
knit his brow, and for a moment a thought half-framed was in his mind: Is it
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so, that she will bewray me and live without me? and he cast his eyes on to
the ground. But she said:  Look up, and into mine eyes, friend, and see if
there be in them any falseness toward thee! For I know thy thought; I know thy
thought. Dost thou not see that my joy and gladness is for the love of thee,
and the thought of the rest from trouble that is at hand?
He looked up, and his eyes met the eyes of her love, and he would have cast
his arms about her;
but she drew aback and said:  Nay, thou must refrain thee awhile, dear friend,
lest these folk cast eyes on us, and deem us over lover-like for what I am to
bid them deem me. Abide a while, and then shall all be in me according to thy
will. But now I must tell thee that it is not very far from noon, and that the
Bears are streaming into the Dale, and already there is an host of men at the
Doom-ring, and, as I said, the bale for the burnt-offering is wellnigh dight,
whether it be for us, or for some other creature. And now I have to bid thee
this, and it will be a thing easy for thee to do, to wit, that thou look as if
thou wert of the race of the Gods, and not to blench, or show sign of
blenching, whatever betide: to yea-say both my yea-say and my nay-say: and
lastly this, which is the only hard thing for thee (but thou hast already done
it before somewhat), to look upon me with no masterful eyes of love, nor as if
thou wert at once praying me and commanding me;
rather thou shalt so demean thee as if thou wert my man all simply, and nowise
my master.
 O friend beloved, said Walter,  here at least art thou the master, and I
will do all thy bidding, in certain hope of this, that either we shall live
together or die together.
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But as they spoke, in came the elder, and with him a young maiden, bearing
with them their breakfast of curds arid cream and strawberries, and he bade
them eat. So they ate, and were not unmerry; and the while of their eating the
elder talked with them soberly, but not hardly, or with any seeming enmity:
and ever his talk gat on to the drought, which was now burning up the
down-pastures; and how the grass in the watered dales, which was no wide
spread of land, would not hold out much longer unless the God sent them rain.
And Walter noted that those two, the elder and the Maid, eyed each other
curiously amidst of this talk; the elder intent on what she might say, and if
she gave heed to his words; while on her side the Maid answered his speech
graciously and pleasantly, but said little that was of any import: nor would
she have him fix her eyes, which wandered lightly from this thing to that; nor
would her lips grow stern and stable, but ever smiled in answer to the light
of her eyes, as she sat there with her face as the very face of the gladness
of the summer day.
CHAPTER XXVIII
OF THE NEW GOD OF THE BEARS
At last the old man said:  My children, ye shall now come with me unto the
Doom-ring of our folk, the Bears of the Southern Dales, and deliver to them
your errand; and I beseech you to have pity upon your own bodies, as I have
pity on them; on thine especially, Maiden, so fair and bright a creature as
thou art; for so it is, that if ye deal us out light and lying words after the
manner of dastards, ye shall miss the worship and glory of wending away amidst
of the flames, a gift to the God and a hope to the people, and shall be passed
by the rods of the folk, until ye faint and fail amongst them, and then shall
ye be thrust down into the flow at the Dale s End, and a stone-laden hurdle
cast upon you, that we may thenceforth forget your folly.
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The Maid now looked full into his eyes, and Walter deemed that the old man
shrank before her;
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but she said:  Thou art old and wise, O great man of the Bears, yet nought I
need to learn of thee.
Now lead us on our way to the Stead of the Errands.
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