"You have beat me fairly, armed and weaponless," he said, and his voice had no anger in it.
"Talk not of beating between neighbours," was the answer.

"We have played together and I have had the luck of it.

It will be your turn to break my head to-morrow." "Head matters little," grumbled Aelward.

"Mine has stood harder dints.
But you have broken my leg, and that means a month of housekeeping." Jehan made splints of ash for the leg, and set him upon his horse, and in this wise they came to the bridge of Galland fen.

On the far side of the water stood the Lady Hilda.