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But Birdalone deemed she could follow a straight course back again,
and so walked on sturdily. Hour after hour she went and stayed not,
but saw before her no glimpse of the northern shore, and no change in
the aspect of the ground about her.
It had so happened that a little before she had turned to go back,
she had eaten her dinner of a piece of bread and a morsel of cheese,
and now as she stooped and peered on the ground, looking for some
sign of the way, as her foot-prints going south, and had her eyes low
anigh the earth, she saw something white at her feet in the gathering
dusk (for the day was wearing), and she put her hand to it and lifted
it, and found it a crumb of bread, and knew that it must have come
from her dinner of' seven hours ago, whereas till that time her bread
had lain unbroken in her scrip. Fear and anguish smote her
therewith, for she saw that in that dull land, every piece whereof
was like every other piece, she must have gone about in a ring, and
come back again to where she first turned to make for the northern
shore.


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