The Well at the World's End: a tale eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 801 pages of information about The Well at the World's End.
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The Well at the World's End: a tale eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 801 pages of information about The Well at the World's End.

After a while he started and sat up, half awake at first; for he felt some one touch him; and his halfdreams went back to past days, and he cried out:  “Hah Roger! is it thou?  What is toward?” But therewith he woke up fully, and knew that it was the Sage that had touched him, and withal he saw hard by Ursula. sitting up also.

There was still a flickering flame playing about the red embers of their fire, for they had made it very big; and the moon had arisen and was shining bright in a cloudless sky.

The Sage spake softly but quickly:  “Lie down together, ye two, and I shall cast my cloak over you, and look to it that ye stir not from out of it, nor speak one word till I bid you, whate’er may befall:  for the riders of Utterbol are upon us.”

They did as he bade them, but Ralph got somewhat of an eye-shot out of a corner of the cloak, and he could see that the Sage went and stood up against the tree-trunk holding a horse by the bridle, one on each side of him.  Even therewith Ralph heard the clatter of horse-hoofs over the stones about the stream, and a man’s voice cried out:  “They will have heard us; so spur over the grass to the fire and the big tree:  for then they cannot escape us.”  Then came the thump of horse-hoofs on the turf, and in half a minute they were amidst of a rout of men a-horseback, more than a score, whose armour and weapons gleamed in the moonlight:  yet when these riders were gotten there, they were silent, till one said in a quavering voice as if afeard:  “Otter, Otter! what is this?  A minute ago and we could see the fire, and the tree, and men and horses about them:  and now, lo you! there is naught save two great grey stones lying on the grass, and a man’s bare bones leaning up against the tree, and a ruckle of old horse-bones on either side of him.  Where are we then?”

Then spake another; and Ralph knew the voice for Otter’s:  “I wot not, lord; naught else is changed save the fire and the horses and the men:  yonder are the hills, yonder overhead is the moon, with the little light cloud dogging her; even that is scarce changed.  Belike the fire was an earth-fire, and for the rest we saw wrong in the moonlight.”

Spake the first man again, and his voice quavered yet more:  “Nay nay, Otter, it is not so.  Lo you the skeleton and the bones and the grey stones!  And the fire, here this minute, there the next.  O Otter, this is an evil place of an evil deed!  Let us go seek elsewhere; let us depart, lest a worse thing befall us.”  And so with no more ado he turned his horse and smote his spurs into him and galloped off by the way he had come, and the others followed, nothing loth; only Otter tarried a little, and looked around him and laughed and said:  “There goes my Lord’s nephew; like my Lord he is not over bold, save in dealing with a shackled man.  Well, for my part if those others have sunk into the earth, or gone up into the air, they are welcome to their wizardry, and I am glad of it.  For I know not how I should have done to have seen my mate that out-tilted me made a gelded wretch of; and it would have irked me to see that fair woman in the hands of the tormentors, though forsooth I have oft seen such sights.  Well, it is good; but better were it to ride with my mate than serve the Devil and his Nephew.”

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