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The Well at the World's End: a tale by William Morris
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"But is not this his land?" said Ralph.

Said the captain: "Nay, and also yea. None shall dwell in it save
as he willeth, and they shall pay him tribute, be it never so little.
Yet some there are of them, who are to him as the hounds be to the hunter,
and these same he even wageth, so that if aught rare and goodly cometh
their way they shall bring it to his hands; as thou thyself knowest
to thy cost."

"Yea," said Ralph smiling, "and is Morfinn the Unmanned one of these curs?"
"Yea," said the captain, with a grin, "and one of the richest of them,
in despite of his fiddle and minstrel's gear, and his lack of manhood:
for he is one of the cunningest of men. But my Lord unmanned him for
some good reason."

Ralph kept silence and while and then said: "Why doth the Goldburg folk
suffer all this felony, robbery and confusion, so near their borders,
and the land debateable?"

Said the captain, and again he grinned: "Passing for thy hard words,
sir knight, why dost thou suffer me to lead thee along whither
thou wouldest not?"

"Because I cannot help myself," said Ralph.

Said the captain: "Even so it is with the Goldburg folk:
if they raise hand against some of these strong-thieves or man-stealers,
he has but to send the war-arrow round about these deserts,
as ye deem them, and he will presently have as rough a company
of carles for his fellows as need be, say ten hundred of them.
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