since now thou art come to thyself again?" Said Ralph:
"I would seek the wilderness hereabout, if perchance the damsel be
thrust into some cleft or cavern, alive or dead."

"Well," said Clement, "this is my rede. Since Bull Shockhead would
bury his brother, and lord Ralph would seek the damsel, and whereas
there is water anigh, and the sun is well nigh set, let us pitch our
tents and abide here till morning, and let night bring counsel unto
some of us. How say ye, fellows?"

None naysaid it, and they fell to pitching the tents, and lighting the
cooking-fires; but Bull at once betook him to digging a grave for his
brother, whilst Ralph with the captain and four others went and sought
all about the place, and looked into all clefts of rocks, and found not
the maiden, nor any token of her. They were long about it, and when
they were come back again, and it was night, though the moon shone out,
there was Bull Shockhead standing by the howe of his brother Bull Nosy,
which was heaped up high over the place where they had found him.

So when Bull saw him, he turned to him and said: "King's son, I have
done what needs was for this present. Now, wilt thou slay me for my
fault, or shall I be thy man again, and serve thee truly unless the
blood feud come between us?" Said Ralph: "Thou shalt serve me truly,
and help me to find him who hath slain thy brother, and carried off the
damsel; for even thus it hath been done meseemeth, since about here we
have seen no signs of her alive or dead. But to-morrow we shall seek
wider ere I ride on my way." "Yea," said Bull, "and I will be one in
the search."

So then they gat them to their sleeping-berths, and Ralph, contrary to
his wont, lay long awake, pondering these things; till at last he said
to himself that this woman, whom he called Dorothea, was certainly
alive, and wotted that he was seeking her. And then it seemed to him
that he could behold her through the darkness of night, clad in the
green flowered gown as he had first seen her, and she bewailing her
captivity and the long tarrying of the deliverer as she went to and fro
in a great chamber builded of marble and done about with gold and
bright colours: and or ever he slept, he deemed this to be a vision of
what then was, rather than a memory of what had been; and it was sweet
to his very soul.

CHAPTER 27

Clement Tells of Goldburg

Now when it was morning he rose early and roused Bull and the captain,
and t