red eve-第67章

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Therefore　I　dare　to　ask　you　one　question　ere　we　part　for　a　while。　Why
do　you　take　one　and　leave　another？　Is　it　because　you　must；　or　because
every　shaft　does　not　hit　its　mark？〃

Now　Murgh　looked　him　up　and　down　with　his　sunken　eyes；　then　answered：

〃Come　hither；　archer；　and　I　will　lay　my　hand　upon　your　heart　also　and
you　shall　learn。〃

〃Nay；〃　cried　Grey　Dick；　〃for　now　I　have　the　answer　to　the　riddle；
since　I　know　you　cannot　lie。　When　we　die　we　still　live　and　know；
therefore　I'm　content　to　wait。〃

Again　that　smile　swept　across　Murgh's　awful　face　though　that　smile　was
cold　as　the　winter　dawn。　Then　he　turned　and　slowly　walked　away　toward
the　west。

They　watched　him　go　till　he　became　but　a　blot　of　fantastic　colour　that
soon　vanished　on　the　moorland。



Hugh　spoke　to　Red　Eve　and　said：

〃Wife；　let　us　away　from　this　haunted　place　and　take　what　joy　we　can。
Who　knows　when　Murgh　may　return　again　and　make　us　as　are　all　the
others　whom　we　love！〃

〃Ay；　husband　won　at　last；〃　she　answered；　〃who　knows？　Yet；　after　so
much　fear　and　sorrow；　first　I　would　rest　a　while　with　you。〃

So　hand　in　hand　they　went　till　they；　too；　grew　small　and　vanished　on
the　snowy　marsh。



But　Grey　Dick　stayed　there　alone　with　the　dead；　and　presently　spoke
aloud　for　company。

〃The　woman　has　him　heart　and　soul；〃　he　said；　〃as　is　fitting；　and
where's　the　room　between　the　two　for　an　archer…churl　to　lodge？　Mayhap；
after　all；　I　should　have　done　well　to　take　yonder　Murgh　for　lord　when
I　had　the　chance。　Man；　or　god；　or　ghost；　he's　a　fellow　to　my　liking；
and　once　he　had　led　me　through　the　Gates　no　woman　would　have　dared　to
come　to　part　us。　Well；　good…bye；　Hugh　de　Cressi；　till　you　are　sick　of
kisses　and　the　long　shafts　begin　to　fly　again；　for　then　you　will
bethink　you　of　a　certain　bow　and　of　him　who　alone　can　bend　it。〃

Having　spoken　thus　in　his　hissing　voice；　whereof　the　sound　resembled
that　of　an　arrow　in　its　flight；　Grey　Dick　descended　into　the　grave　and
trod　the　earth　over　Acour's　false　and　handsome　face；　hiding　it　from
the　sight　of　men　forever。



Then　he　lifted　up　the　dead　Sir　Andrew　in　his　strong　arms　and　slowly
bore　him　thence　to　burial。







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