Ten days after I spoke thus with Uldra I was at Berkeley with Wulfnoth and Godwine.

That was in the third week in June, while I was on my honour not to fight for a month yet.

I had parted from Uldra as from a dear friend and no more, though well I knew now that she was more than that to me.

And there had been a look in her face, moreover, that bided with me, making me wretched and yet glad, for it told me that her thoughts were as mine.

And more than that neither of us would show.