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The Roots of the Mountains; Wherein Is Told Somewhat of the Lives of the Men of Burgdale by William Morris
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'Tell me thy name, tall man; and thou, fair woman, tell me thine; for
how can we talk together else?'

The man laughed outright and said: 'The young chieftain thinks that
this house also should be his! Nay, young man, I know what is in thy
thought, be not ashamed that thou art wary; and be assured! We shall
hurt thee no more than thou hast been hurt. Now as to my name; the
name that was born with me is gone: the name that was given me hath
been taken from me: now I belike must give myself a name, and that
shall be Wild-wearer; but it may be that thou thyself shalt one day
give me another, and call me Guest.'

His sister gazed at him solemnly as he spoke, and Face-of-god
beholding her the while, deemed that her beauty grew and grew till
she seemed as aweful as a Goddess; and into his mind it came that
this over-strong man and over-lovely woman were nought mortal, and
they withal dealing with him as father and mother deal with a wayward
child: then for a moment his heart failed him, and he longed for the
peace of Burgdale, and even the lonely wood. But therewith she
turned to him and let her hand come into his again, and looked kindly
on him and said: 'And as for me, call me the Friend; the name is
good and will serve for many things.'

He looked down from her face and his eyes lighted on her hand, and
when he noted even amid the evening dusk how fair and lovely it was
fashioned, and yet as though it were deft in the crafts that the
daughters of menfolk use, his fear departed, and the pleasure of his
longing filled his heart, and he drew her hand to him to kiss it; but
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