tures. At last, however, as he was passing through a fair green meadow, he came upon a man sitting under a tree, and the color of this man's clothing and of his face and hands was as green as the grass beneath his feet.
"What manner of man are you?" asked Massang, greatly wondering. The man put his head on one side and looked at him slyly out of small green eyes.
"I am a youth," he said, "of good understanding as this world goes, and I was born as green as the green meadows."
"Come with me," said Massang, "and let us live together, for I have need of you." So the Green Man arose and followed the boy without a word.
After awhile they came to a forest so deep and dark that they had great trouble in making their way through it. And in the very center of it they found a man sitting upon a log under a tree, and the clothing and skin of this man were as black as midnight.
