Ralph arose from his seat and strode up and down the chamber a while; then he went to bed, and stood over Ursula, who lay twixt sleeping and waking, for she was weary; then he came back to the carle, and said to him:  “Good friend, I thank thee, and this is what I shall do:  when daylight is broad (and lo, the dawn beginning!) I shall gather my men, and ride the shortest way, which thou shalt show me, to Bear Castle, and there I shall give the token of the four fires which erewhile a good man of the Shepherds bade me if I were in need.  And it seems to me that there shall the mote be hallowed, though it may be not before nightfall.  But the mote done, we shall wend, the whole host of us, be we few or many, down to Wulstead, where we shall fall in with my friend Clement Chapman, and hear tidings.  Thence shall we wend the dear ways I know into the land where I was born and the folk amongst whom I shall die.  And so let St. Nicholas and All Hallows do as they will with us.  Deemest thou, friend, that this is the meaning of thy wise she-friend?”

The carle’s eyes glittered, and he rose up and stood close by Ralph, and said:  “Even so she meant; and now I seem to see that but few of thy riders shall be lacking when they turn their heads away from Upmeads towards the strong-places of the Burg-devils that are hereabouts.  But tell me, Captain of the host, is that victual and bread that I see on the board?”

Ralph laughed:  “Fall to, friend, and eat thy fill; and here is wine withal.  Thou needest not to fear it.  Wert thou any the worse of the wine that Thirly poured into thee that other day?”

“Nay, nay, master,” said the carle between his mouthfuls, “but mickle the better, as I shall be after this:  all luck to thee!  Yet see I that I need not wish thee luck, since that is thine already.  Sooth to say, I deemed I knew thee when I first set eyes on thee again.  I looked not to see thee more; though I spoke to thee words at that time which came from my heart, almost without my will.  Though it is but a little while ago, thou hast changed much since then, and hast got another sort of look in the eyes than then they had.  Nay, nay,” said he laughing, “not when thou lookest on me so frankly and kindly; that is like thy look when we passed Thirly about.  Yea, I see the fashion of it:  one look is for thy friends, another for thy foes.  God be praised for both.  And now I am full, I will go look on thy wife.”

So he went up to the bed and stood over Ursula, while she, who was not fully awake, smiled up into his face.  The old man smiled back at her and bent down and kissed her mouth, and said:  “I ask thy pardon, lady, and thine, my lord, if I be too free, but such is our custom of the Downs; and sooth to say thy face is one that even a old man should not fail to kiss if occasion serve, so that he may go to paradise with the taste thereof on his lips.”

“We are nowise hurt by thy love, friend,” said Ursula; “God make thy latter days of life sweet to thee!”