“But thy lady,” said Ralph, “thy lady?” “O sir,” she said; “My lady shall do well enough:  she is not tied so fast, but she might loose herself if the need were pressing.  Light down, dear lord, light down!”

But Ralph sat still on his horse, and knit his brows, and said:  “What is this, damsel? hast thou been playing a play with me?  Where is thy lady whom thou wouldst have me deliver?  If this be but game and play, let me go my ways; for time presses, and I have a weighty errand on hand.”

She rose up and came close to him, and laid a hand on his knee and looked wistfully into his face as she said:  “Nay then, I can tell thee all the tale as thou sittest in thy saddle; for meseems short will be thy farewell when I have told it.”  And she sighed withal.

Then Ralph was ashamed to gainsay her, and she now become gentle and sweet and enticing, and sad withal; so he got off his horse and tied him to a tree, and went and stood by the damsel as she lay upon the grass, and said:  “I prithee tell thy tale and let me depart if there be naught for me to do.”

Then she said:  “This is the first word, that as to the Red Rock, I lied; and my lady is the Queen of Utterbol, and I am her thrall, and it is I who have drawn thee hither from the camp.”

The blood mounted to Ralph’s brow for anger; when he called to mind how he had been led hither and thither on other folk’s errands ever since he left Upmeads.  But he said naught, and Agatha looked on him timidly and said:  “I say I am her thrall, and I did it to serve her and because she bade me.”  Said Ralph roughly:  “And Redhead, him whom I saved from torments and death; dost thou know him? didst thou know him?”

“Yea,” she said, “I had from him what he had learned concerning thee from the sergeants and others, and then I put words into his mouth.”  “Yea then,” quoth Ralph, “then he also is a traitor!” “Nay, nay,” she said, “he is a true man and loveth thee, and whatever he hath said to thee he troweth himself.  Moreover, I tell thee here and now that all that he told thee of the affairs of Utterbol, and thine outlook there, is true and overtrue.”

She sprang to her feet therewith, and stood before him and clasped her hands before him and said:  “I know that thou seekest the Well at the World’s End and the deliverance of the damsel whom the Lord ravished from the wild man:  now I swear it by thy mouth, that if thou go to Utterbol thou art undone and shalt come to the foulest pass there, and moreover that so going thou shalt bring the uttermost shame and torments on the damsel.”

Said Ralph:  “Yea, but what is her case as now? tell me.”