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CHAPTER XXIII. OF THE PEACEFUL ENDING OF THAT WILD DAY.
THEREAFTER Walter led the Maid down again, and said to her: Now, sweetling, shall the story be told.
Nay, friend, she said, not here. This place hath been polluted by my craven fear, and the horror of the vile wretch, of whom no words may tell his vileness. Let us hence and onward. Thou seest I have once more come to life again.
But, said he, thou hast been hurt by the Dwarf’s arrow.
She laughed, and said: Had I never had greater hurt from them than that, little had been the tale thereof: yet whereas thou lookest dolorous about it, we will speedily heal it.
Therewith she sought about, and found nigh the stream-side certain herbs; and she spake words over them, and bade Walter lay
