The Well at the World's End: a tale by William Morris
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and we will give thee a trim dinner thereafter, when thou
hast been here and there in the town and done thine errand; and then shalt thou drink a cup and sing me a song, and so home again in the cool of the evening." Ralph seemed a little troubled at her word, and he said: "Nay, gossip, though I thank thee for all these good things as though I had them, yet must I ride away south straightway after I have breakfasted, and said one word to the goodman. Goodman, how call ye the next town southward, and how far is it thither?" Quoth Clement: "My son, what hast thou to do with riding south? As thou wottest, going hence south ye must presently ride the hill-country; and that is no safe journey for a lonely man, even if he be a doughty knight like to thee, lord." Said Ralph, reddening withal: "I have an errand that way." "An errand of King Peter's or thine own?" said Clement. "Of King Peter's, if ye must wot," said Ralph. Clement were no chapman had he not seen that the lad was lying; so he said: "Fair lord, saving your worship, how would it be as to the speeding of King Peter's errand, if I brought thee before our mayor, and swore the peace against thee; so that I might keep thee in courteous prison till I had sent to thy father of thy whereabouts?" |
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