Ralphsprangtohisfeetashesaidtheword,andcriedouteagerly:
“Oldfriend,andwherethenwertthoubredandborn?”Richardlaughedandsaid:“See,then,thereisyetadeedandadaybetwixttheeanddeath!
Butturnaboutandlookstraightoverthemeadowsinalinewithyonderwillow-tree,andtellmewhatthouseest。”SaidRalph:
“Thefairplainspreadingwide,andariverrunningthroughit,andlittlehillsbeyondthewater,andbluemountainsbeyondthem,andsnowyetlyingonthetopsofthem,thoughtheyearisinyoungJuly。”
“Yea。”quothRichard;“andseestthouonthefirstofthelittlehillsbeyondtheriver,agreatgreytowerrisingupandhousesanighit?”
“Yea。”saidRalph,“thetowerIsee,andthehouses,forIamfar-sighted;
butthehousesaresmall。”“Soitis。”saidRichard;“nowyondertowerisoftheChurchofSwevenham,whichisundertheinvocationoftheSevenSleepersofEphesus;andthehousesarethehousesofthelittletown。
Andwhathasthattodowithme?sayestthou:whythis,thatIwasbornandbredatSwevenham。AndindeedIitwaswhobroughtmylordBlaiseheretoWhitwall,withtalesofhowgoodaplaceitwasforchaffer,thatImightseethelittletownandthegreatgreytoweroncemore。
ForsoothIliednot,forthybrotherishappyhere,whereasheispilingupthecoinsoneupontheother。Forsooththoushouldestgointohisbooth,fairlord;itisagoodlysight。”
ButRalphwaswalkingtoandfrohastily,andheturnedtoRichardandsaid:
“Well,well!butwhydostthounottellmemoreoftheWellattheWorld’sEnd?”
SaidRichard:“Iwasgoingtotelltheesomewhatwhichmightbeworththynoting;ormightnotbeworthit:hearken!WhenI
dweltatSwevenhamoveryonder,andwasbutofeighteenwinters,whoamnowofthreescoreandeight,threefolkofourtownship,twoyoungmenandoneyoungwoman,setoutthencetoseekthesaidWell:
andmuchloretheyhadconcerningit,whichtheyhadlearnedofanoldman,anighkinsmanofoneofthem。ThisancientcarleIhadneverseen,forhedweltinthemountainsawayoff,andthesemenweresomefiveyearsolderthanI,sothatIwasaboywhentheyweremengrown;
andsuchthingsIheedednot,butrathersportandplay;andaboveall,Ilongedfortheplayofwarandbattle。GodwotIhavehadmybellyfulofitsincethosedays!HowbeitImindmethesettingforthofthesethree。
Theyhadasumpter-asswiththemfortheirlivelihoodonthewaste;
buttheywentafootcrownedwithflowers,andthepipeandtabourplayingbeforethem,andmuchpeoplebroughtthemontheway。
BySt。Christopher!Icanseeitallasifitwereyesterday。
Iwassorryofthedepartureofthedamsel;forthoughIwasaboyI
hadlovedher,andshehadsufferedmetokissherandtoywithher;
butitwassoonover。NowIcalltomindthattheyhadprayedourpriest,SirCyprian,toblessthemontheirdeparture,buthenaysaidthem;
forheheldthatsuchaquestcameoftheinspirationofthedevils,andwasbutamemoryofthecustomsoftheancientgentilesandheathen。
Butastome,Ideemeditnaught,andwassorrythatmywhite-bosomed,sweet-breathedfriendshouldwalkawayfrommethusintotheclouds。”
“Whatcameofit?”saidRalph,“didtheycomeback,oranyofthem?”
“Iwotnot。”saidRichard,“forIwaswearyofSwevenhamafterthat,soIgirtmyselftoaswordandlaidaspearuponmyshoulderandwentmywaystotheCastleoftheWasteMarch,sixtymilesfromSwevenhamtown,andtheBarontookmeinandmademehisman:
andalmostaslittleprofitwereinmytellingtheeagainofmydeedsthere,astherewasinmydoingthem:butthegreytowerofSwevenhamIhaveneverseenagaintillthishour。”
SaidRalph:“NowthenitbehovethmetogotoSwevenhamstraightway:
wiltthoucomewithme?itseemethtobebutsomefourmileshence。”
Richardheldhispeaceandknithisbrowsasifponderingthematter,andRalphabidedtillhespake:sohesaid:
“Foster-son,sotocallthee,thouknowestthemannerofup-countrycarles,thattalesflowforthfromthemthebetteriftheycomewithoutovermuchdiggingandhoeingoftheground;thatis,withoutquestioning;
someseemsbetteritwillbeifIgotoSwevenhamalone,andbetterifIbeaskedtogo,thanifIgoofmyself。
Nowto-morrowisSaturday,andhighmarketinWhitwall;
andIamnotsooldbutthatitislikeliestthattherewillbesomeofmyfellowsaliveandontheirlegsinSwevenham:
andifsuchtherebe,therewillbeoneattheleastinthemarketto-morrow,andIwillbetheretofindhimout:
andthenitwillgohardifhebringmenottoSwevenhamasawell-belovedguest;andwhenIamthere,andtellingmytidings,andaskingthemoftheirs,iftherebeanytalesconcerningtheWellattheWorld’sEndworkingintheirbellies,thenshallIbethemidwifetobringthemtobirth。Ha?Willitdo?”
“Yea。”saidRalph,“buthowlongwiltthoube?”SaidRichard:
“IshallcomebackspeedilyifIfindthelandbarren;
butifthefieldbeinearIshalltarrytoharvestit。
Sokeepthouthysoulinpatience。”“AndwhatshallIdonow?”
saidRalph。“Wearawaythehours。”saidRichard。
Andtobeginwith,comebackwithinthegateswithmeandletusgolookatthybrother’sboothinthemarket-place:itisthenethermostofagoodlyhousewhichheismindedtodwellin;
andhewillmarryawifeandsitdowninWhitwall,sowellheseemethliketothrive;fortheyhavealreadybiddenhimtothefreedomofthecity,andtoabrotheroftheFaring-Knights,whereasheisnotonlyastirringman,butofgoodlineagealso:
fornowhehidethnotthatheisoftheUpmeadskindred。”
RalphFallethinWithAnotherOldFriendRalphwentwithRichardnowwithoutmorewords,andtheycameintothemarket-placeanduntoBlaise’sboothandhouse,whichwasnoworsethanthebestintheplace;andthepaintersandstainerswereatworkontheupperpartofittomakeitasbrightandgoodlyasmightbewithredandblueandgreenandgold,andallfaircolours,andalreadywasthereasignhungoutofthefruitfultreebythewater-side。Asforthebooth,itwasfullwithinofmanywaresandfar-fetchedanddear-boughtthings;
aspiecesofgoodandfineclothplumbedwiththesealofthegreatestofthecities;andsilkofBabylon,andspicesofthehotburningislands,andwondersofthesilversmith’sandthegoldsmith’sfashioning,andfair-wroughtweaponsandarmourofthebest,andeverythingthatarichchapmanmaydealin。
AndamidstofitallstoodBlaisecladinfineblackclothweltedwithneedlework,andagoldchainabouthisneck。
HewastalkingwiththreehonourablemenofthePort,andtheyweredoinghimhonourwithkindwordsandthebiddingofhelp。
WhenhesawRalphandRichardcomein,henoddedtothem,astomenwhomheloved,butwerebeneathhimindignity,andleftnottalkingwiththegreatmen。Richardgrinnedalittlethereat,asalsodidRalphinhisheart;forhethought:
“HerethenisoneoftheUpmeadskinprovidedfor,sothatsoonhemaybuywithhismoneytwodomainsasbigasUpmeadsandcallthemhismanors。”
NowRalphlooksabouthim,andpresentlyheseesamancomeforwardtomeethimfromtheinnermostofthebooth,andlo!therewascomeClementChapman。Hisheartroseatthesightofhim,andhethoughtofhiskindgossiptillhecouldscarcewithholdhistears。ButClementcametohimandcasthisarmsabouthim,andkissedhim,andsaid:“Thoushaltpardonmeforthis,lord,foritisthekissofthegossipwhichshebademegivethee,ifIfellinwiththee,asnowIhave,praisedbetheSaints!
YetitirksmethatIshallseelittlemoreoftheeatthistime,forto-morrowearlyImustneedsjoinmyselftomycompany;
forwearegoingsouthawhiletoagoodtownsomefiftymileshence。Nevertheless,ifthoudwellestheresomeeightdaysIshallseetheeagainbelike,sincethereafterIgetmeeastwardonahardandlongjourneynotwithoutperil。
Howsayestthou?”
“Iwotnot。”quothRalphlookingatRichard。SaidRichard:
“Thoumaystwotwell,masterClement,thatmylordisanhungeredofthepraiseofthefolks,andisnotliketoabideinameremerchant-towntillthemouldgrowonhisback。”“Well,well。”
saidClement,“howeverthatmaybe,Ihavenowdonemymatterswiththiscloth-lord,Blaise,andhehasmyflorinsinhispouch:
sowillnotyetwaincomewithmeanddrinkacuptillhehathdonehistalkwiththesemagnates?”
Ralphwasnothingloth,forbesidesthathelovedmasterClement,andthathisbeingincompanywaslikehavingapieceofhishomeanighhim,hehopedtohearsometidingsconcerningtheWellattheWorld’sEnd。
SoheandRichardwentwithmasterClementtotheChristopher,afairale-houseoveragainsttheGreatChurch,andsatdowntogoodwine;
andRalphaskedofClementmanythingsconcerningdameKatherinehisgossip,andClementtoldhimall,andthatshewaswell,andhadbeentoUpmeads,andhadseenKingPeterandthemotherofRalph;andhowshehadassuagedhismother’sgriefathisdeparturebyforecastingfairdaysforherson。
AllthisRalphheardgladly,thoughhewassomewhatshamefacedwithal,andsatsilentandthinkingofmanymatters。ButRichardtookupthewordandsaid:
“WhichwaycamestthoufromWulstead,masterClement?”“ThenighestwayIcame。”saidClement,“throughtheWoodsPerilous。”SaidRichard:
“AndtheyoftheDryTree,heardestthouaughtofthem?”“Yea,certes。”
quothClement,“forIfellinwiththeirBailiff,andpaidhimduescotforthepassageoftheWood;heknowethmewithal,andwetalkedtogether。”
“Andhadheanytidingstotelltheeofthechampions?”saidRichard。
SaidClement,“Greattidingsmaybe,howthattherewasarumourthattheyhadlosttheiryoungQueenandLady;andifthatbetrue,itwillgonightobreaktheirhearts,sosoreastheylovedher。Andthatwillmakethembitterandfierce,tilltheirgriefhasbeenslakedbythebloodofmen。
AndthatthemoreastheiroldQueenabidethstill,andsheherselfiseverofthatmind。”
Ralphhearkened,andhisheartwaswoundedthatothermenshouldspeakofhisbeloved:butheheardhowRichardsaid:“HastthoueverknownwhythatcompanyofchampionstookthenameoftheDryTree?”“Why,whoshouldknowthat,ifthouknowestitnot,RichardofSwevenham?”saidClement:
“IsitnotbythetokenoftheDryTreethatstandethinthelandsonthehithersideoftheWalloftheWorld?”Richardnoddedhishead;butRalphcriedout:“OMasterClement,andhastthouseenit,theWalloftheWorld?”
“Yea,afaroff,myson。”saidhe;“orwhatthefolkwithmecalledso;
astotheDryTree,IhavetoldtheeatWulsteadthatIhaveseenitnot,thoughIhaveknownmenwhohavetoldmethattheyhaveseenit。”
“AndmusttheywhofindtheWellattheWorld’sEndcomebytheDryTree?”
“Yea,surely。”saidClement。QuothRichard:“Andthushavesomeheard,whohavegoneonthatquest,andtheyhaveheardoftheChampionsofHampton,andhavegonethither,beingdeceivedbythatnameoftheDryTree,andwhileshavebeenslainbythechampions,whileshaveenteredtheircompany。”
“Yea。”saidClement,“soitisthattheirfirsterrorhathendedtheirquest。
Butnow,lordRalph,Iwilltelltheeonething;towit,thatwhenIreturnhitheraftereightdayswearing,Ishallbewendingeast,asIsaide’ennow,andwhatwillthatmeansavegoingsomewhatnighertotheWalloftheWorld;
formywayliethbeyondthemountainsthatyeseefromhence,andbeyondthemountainsthatlietheothersideofthose;andIbidtheecomewithus,andIwillbethywarrantthatsofarthoushalthavenoharm:
butwhenthouhastcomesofar,andhastseenthreeveryfaircities,besidestownsandcastlesandthorpsandstrangemen,andfairmerchandize,Godforbidthatthoushouldestwendfurther,andsocastawaythyyounglifeforagay-colouredcloud。Thenwillbethetimetocomebackwithme,thatImaybringtheethroughtheperilsofthewaytoWulstead,andUpmeadsatthelast,andthefolkthatlovethee。”
Richardheldhispeaceatthisword,butRalphsaid:
“Ithankthee,MasterClement,forthyloveandthyhelpinghand;
andwillpromisetheetoabidetheehereeightdaysattheleast;
andmeanwhileIwillponderthematterwell。”