"If I wait in this pleasant place I may be far from him when the day comes that I should stand at his side again." "You have six weeks--not so much by two days--yet," she said thoughtfully.

"It is not long.

Then you will be fighting once more." "I hope so--and not in vain at last," I answered.

"All our land longs for peace." "Aye, and they tell me that you have a search to make," she said, looking away across the woodlands that lay down the valley to our right.

"I fear there will be sorrow if--if you fall." "Aye, I have a search that has been made hard for me," I said somewhat bitterly.