Oh! what a love it was
that this alien woman had given to me and how could I be worthy of it?
Now I forgot my griefs; now I no longer mourned because I was an outcast
who nevermore might look upon the land where I was born, nor see the
face of one my own race or blood. All my loss was paid back to me again
and yet again, in the coin of the glory of this woman whom I had won.
Dangers rose about us, but I feared them no more, because I knew that
her love's conquering feet would stamp them flat and lead me safe to a
joyful treasure-house of splendour of spirit and of body where we should
dwell side by side, triumphant and unafraid.
Whilst I thought thus, lost in a rapture such as I had not felt since
Blanche kissed me at the mouth of the Hastings cave after I had killed
the three Frenchmen with as many arrows from my black bow, I heard a
sound and looked up to see a man standing before me.
"Who is it?" I asked, grasping my sword, for his face was hidden in the
shadows.
"I," answered a voice which I knew to be that of Kari.
"Then how did you come here? I saw no one pass the open ground.
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