“But thou saidst even now,” said Ralph, “that I was high in the Lord’s grace.”  “Yea,” said Redhead, “that may last till thou hast command to do some dastard’s deed and nay-sayest it, as thou wilt:  and then farewell to thee; for I know what my Lord meaneth for thee.”  “Yea,” said Ralph, “and what is that?” Said Redhead; “He hath bought thee to give to his wife for a toy and a minion, and if she like thee, it will be well for a while:  but on the first occasion that serveth him, and she wearieth of thee (for she is a woman like a weather-cock), he will lay hand on thee and take the manhood from thee, and let thee drift about Utterbol a mock for all men.  For already at heart he hateth thee.”

Ralph stood pondering this word, for somehow it chimed in with the thought already in his heart.  Yet how should he not go to Utterbol with the Damsel abiding deliverance of him there:  and yet again, if they met there and were espied on, would not that ruin everything for her as well as for him?

At last he said:  “Good fellow, this may be true, but how shall I know it for true before I run the risk of fleeing away, instead of going on to Utterbol, whereas folk deem honour awaiteth me.”

Said Redhead:  “There is no honour at Utterbol save for such as are unworthy of honour.  But thy risk is as I say, and I shall tell thee whence I had my tale, since I love thee for thy kindness to me, and thy manliness.  It was told me yester-eve by a woman who is in the very privity of the Lady of Utterbol, and is well with the Lord also:  and it jumpeth with mine own thought on the matter; so I bid thee beware:  for what is in me to grieve would be sore grieved wert thou cast away.”

“Well,” said Ralph, “let us sit down here on the bank and then tell me more; but go on with thine angling the while, lest any should see us.”

So they sat down, and Redhead did as Ralph bade; and he said:  “Lord, I have bidden thee to flee; but this is an ill land to flee from, and indeed there is but one pass whereby ye may well get away from this company betwixt this and Utterbol; and we shall encamp hard by it on the second day of our faring hence.  Yet I must tell thee that it is no road for a dastard; for it leadeth through the forest up into the mountains:  yet such as it is, for a man bold and strong like thee, I bid thee take it:  and I can see to it that leaving this company shall be easy to thee:  only thou must make up thy mind speedily, since the time draws so nigh, and when thou art come to Utterbol with all this rout, and the house full, and some one or other dogging each footstep of thine, fleeing will be another matter.  Now thus it is:  on that same second night, not only is the wood at hand to cover thee, but I shall be chief warder of the side of the camp where thou lodgest, so that I can put thee on the road:  and if I were better worth, I would say, take me with thee, but as it is, I will not burden thee with that prayer.”