to me, he was content, because he would have her set her heart on thee utterly; since he feared her jealousy, and would fain be delivered of it, lest she should play some turn to his newly beloved damsel and do her a mischief.  Therefore did he set thee free (in words) meaning, when he had thee safe at Utterbol again (as he nowise doubted to have thee) to do as he would with thee, according as occasion might serve.  For at heart he hateth thee, as I could see well.  So a little before thou didst leave the camp, we, the Queen and I, went privily into a place of the woods but a little way hence.  There I disarrayed both my lady and myself so far as was needful for the playing out the play which was to have seemed to thee a real adventure.  Then came I to thee as if by chance hap, that I might bring thee to her; and if thou hadst come, we had a story for thee, whereby thou mightest not for very knighthood forbear to succour her and bring her whither she would, which in the long run had been Utterbol, but for the present time was to have been a certain strong-house appertaining to Utterbol, and nigh unto it.  This is all the tale, and now if thou wilt, thou mayst pardon me; or if thou wilt, thou mayst draw out thy sword and smite off my head.  And forsooth I deem that were the better deed.”

She knelt down before him and put her palms together, and looked up at him beseechingly.  His face darkened as he beheld her thus, but it cleared at last, and he said:  “Damsel, thou wouldst turn out but a sorry maker, and thy play is naught.  For seest thou not that I should have found out all the guile at Utterbol, and owed thy lady hatred rather than love thereafter.”

“Yea,” she said, “but my lady might have had enough of thy love by then, and would belike have let thee alone to fall into the hands of the Lord.  Lo now!  I have delivered thee from this, so that thou art quit both of the Lord and the lady and me:  and again I say that thou couldst scarce have missed, both thou and thy damsel, of a miserable ending at Utterbol.”

“Yea,” said Ralph, softly, and as if speaking to himself, “yet am I lonely and unholpen.”  Then he turned to Agatha and said:  “The end of all this is that I pardon thee, and must depart forthwith; for when ye two come back to the camp, then presently will the hunt be up.”

She rose from her knees, and stood before him humbly and said:  “Nay, I shall requite thee thy pardon thus far, that I will fashion some tale for my lady which will keep us in the woods two days or three; for we have provided victual for our adventure.”

Said Ralph:  “I may at least thank thee for that, and will trust in thee to do so much.”  Quoth she:  “Then might I ask a reward of thee:  since forsooth other reward awaiteth me at Utterbol.”

“Thou shalt have it,” said Ralph.  She said:  “The reward is that thou kiss me ere we part.”

“It must needs be according to my word,” said Ralph, “yet I must tell thee that my kiss will bear but little love with it.”