The Well at the World's End: a tale eBook

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The Well at the World's End: a tale eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 801 pages of information about The Well at the World's End.

“Yea,” said Ralph, “doubtless thou sayest sooth; yet I wot not that I am come forth to seek a master.”

Said the brother:  “Nay, do but see the lord Abbot, as thou mayst do to-morrow, if thou wilt.”

“I would have his blessing,” said Ralph.

“No less shalt thou have,” said the brother; “but look you down yonder; for I can see tokens that my lord is even now coming forth.”

Ralph looked down and beheld the folk parting to right and left, and a lane made amidst the throng, guarded by men-at-arms mingled with the cross-bearers and brethren; and the sound of trumpets blared forth over the noises of the throng.

“If the lord Abbot cometh,” said Ralph, “I were fain of his blessing to-night before I sleep:  so go we down straightway that I may kneel before him with the rest.”

“What!” said the monk, “Wilt thou, my lord, kneel amongst all these burgesses and vavassors when thou mightest see the Abbot in his own chamber face to face alone with him?”

“Father,” said Ralph, “I am no great man, and I must needs depart betimes to-morrow; for I perceive that here are things too mighty and over-mastering for such as I be.”

“Well,” said the monk, “yet mayst thou come back again; so at present I will make no more words about it.”

So they went down, and came out amidst the throng, above which the bale still flared high, making the summer night as light as day.  The brother made way for Ralph, so that they stood in the front row of folk:  they had not been there one minute ere they heard the sound of the brethren singing, and the Abbot came forth out of the lane that went down to the gate.  Then all folk went down upon their knees, and thus abode him.  Right so Ralph deemed that he felt some one pull his sleeve, but in such a throng that was nought of a wonder; howbeit, he turned and looked to his left, whence came the tug, and saw kneeling beside him a tall man-at-arms, who bore a sallet on his head in such wise that it covered all his face save the point of his chin.  Then Ralph bethought him of the man of the leafless tree, and he looked to see what armoury the man bore on his coat; but he had nothing save a loose frock of white linen over his hauberk.  Nevertheless, he heard a voice in his ear, which said, “The second time!” whereon he deemed that it was verily that same man:  yet had he nought to do to lay hold on him, and he might not speak with him, for even therewith came the Abbot in garments all of gold, going a-foot under a canopy of baudekyn, with the precious mitre on his head, and the crozier borne before him, as if he had been a patriarch:  for he was an exceeding mighty lord.

Ralph looked hard on him as he passed by, blessing the folk with upraised hand; and he saw that he was a tall spare man, clean-shaven, and thin-faced; but no old man, belike scarce of fifty winters.  Ralph caught his eye, and he smiled on the goodly young man so kindly, that for a moment Ralph deemed that he would dwell in St. Mary’s House for a little while; for, thought he, if my father, or Nicholas, hear of me therein, they must even let me alone to abide here.

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