night Flumen came and strove with him, and did his power to
cast him down and strangle him. But Martimor stood fast and
drave him back.

And at last, as they wrestled and whapped together, they
fell headlong in the stream.

"Ho-o!" shouted Flumen, "now will I drown thee, and mar
the Mill and the Maid."

But Martimor gripped him by the neck and thrust his head
betwixt the leaves of the gate and shut them fast, so that his
eyes stood out like gobbets of foam, and his black tongue hung
from his mouth like a water-weed.

"Now shalt thou swear never to mar Mill nor Maid, but
meekly to serve them," cried Martimor. Then Flumen sware by
wind and wave, by storm and stream, by rain and river, by pond
and pool, by flood and fountain, by dyke and dam.

"These be changeable things," said Martimor, swear by the
Name of God."

So he sware, and even as the Name passed his teeth, the
gobbets of foam floated forth from the gate, and the water-weed
writhed away with the stream, and the river flowed fair and
softly, with a sound like singing.

Then Martimor came back to the Mill, and told how Flumen
was overcome and made to swear a pact. Thus their hearts