'Hal! What is your name?'

She stood at the door of the hovel, the rising sun lighting up her
bright dark eyes, and smiling in the curly rings of her hair while
Hal stood by, and Watch bounded round them.

'You have heard,' he said, half smiling, and half embarrassed.

'Hal! That's no name.'

'Harry, an it like you better.'

'Harry what?' with a little stamp of her foot.

'Harry Hogward, as you see, or Shepherd, so please you.'

'You are no Hogward, nor shepherd! These folk be no kin to you, I
can see. Come, an you love me, tell me true! I told you true who I
am, Red Rose though I see you be! Why not trust me the same?'

'Lady, I verily ken no name save Harry. I would trust you, verily I
would, but I know not myself.'

'I guess! I guess!' she cried, clapping her hands, but at the moment
Dolly laid a hand on her shoulder.

'Do not guess, maiden,' she said. 'If thou wouldst not bring evil on
the lad that found thee, and the roof that sheltered thee, guess not,
yea, and utter not a word save that thou hast lain in a shepherd's
hut. Forget all, as though thou hadst slept in the castle on the