3/13 Shalt not lie there to drown by inches!" And he made ready his crossbow, and put a quarrel through the creature's head. "I would I had dared to tell him further," he thought; "for I fear he has miscarried in the slough." And just as he was so thinking, a voice cried upon his name from the causeway side, and, looking over his shoulder, he saw the lad's face peering from a clump of reeds. "Ye lay so close among the reeds that I had passed you by. I saw your horse bemired, and put him from his agony; which, by my sooth! an ye had been a more merciful rider, ye had done yourself. But come forth out of your hiding. |