But Hugh kissed her and said: Birdalone, my dear, why weepest thou?
Didst thou not hear my word, that thy people should be my people, and
thy land my land, and that whither thou goest I will go? Dost thou
not trow me then? Or how deemest thou I may tear thy friend Viridis
from thee, when she hath just found thee? But tell me, hast thou in
thy mind any dwelling-place other than this?
Yea, she said: I may not depart very far from this forest of
Evilshaw lest I grieve my wisdom-mother overmuch. But if one go
westward through the wood, he shall happen at last, when he cometh
forth of it, on a good town hight Utterhay, which lieth on the very
edge thereof. There was I born, and there also I look to find three
dear and trusty friends to whom I owe return of their much kindness.
It is a noble town in a pleasant land, and thou and my lord Arthur
may well win both honour and worship and lordship there. And wholly
I trust in thy word that thou wilt not grudge against me for dragging
thee thither.
Therewith she gave him her hand, smiling on him, though there was yet
trouble in her face.
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