But to-morrow, meseemeth, I shall go no further in this world, though my journey be far longer than from Langton hither.

And now may God and All Hallows keep thee amongst this wild folk, whenas I shall be gone from thee." She laughed low and sweetly, and said: "Dear friend, dost thou speak to me thus mournfully to move me to love thee better?
Then is thy labour lost; for no better may I love thee than now I do; and that is with mine whole heart.

But keep a good courage, I bid thee; for we be not sundered yet, nor shall we be.

Nor do I deem that we shall die here, or to-morrow; but many years hence, after we have known all the sweetness of life.

Meanwhile, I bid thee good-night, fair friend!".