Then at last she spake: "This is the first word, that now I
have brought thee away from death; and so sweet it is to me
that I can scarce bear it."
"Oh, sweet to me," he said, "for I have waited for thee many days."
And he fell to kissing and clipping her, as one who might not be satisfied.
At last she drew herself from him a little, and, turning on him a face
smiling with love, she said: "Forbear it a little, till we talk together."
"Yea," quoth he, "but may I hold thine hand awhile?" "No harm in that,"
she said, laughing, and she gave him her hand and spake:
"I spake it that I have brought thee from death,
and thou hast asked me no word concerning what and how."
"I will ask it now, then," said he, "since thou wilt have it so."
She said: "Dost thou think that he would have let thee live?"
"Who," said he, "since thou lettest me live?"
"He, thy foeman, the Knight of the Sun," she said.
"Why didst thou not flee from him before? For he did not so much
desire to slay thee, but that he would have had thee depart;
but if thou wert once at his house, he would thrust a sword
through thee, or at the least cast thee into his prison and let
thee lie there till thy youth be gone--or so it seemed to me,"
she said, faltering as she looked on him.
Said Ralph: "How could I depart when thou wert with him?
Didst thou not see me there? I was deeming that thou wouldst
have me abide."
She looked upon him with such tender love that he made as if he would
cast himself upon her; but she refrained him, and smiled and said:
"Ah, yes, I saw thee, and thought not that thou wouldst sunder thyself
from me; therefore had I care of thee.
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