set for
me. But
overwonderful
it is,
that a
great lady
should be
wedded to
a gangrel
churl."
The Earl
laughed:
"Many a
ferly
fares to
the
fair-eyed,"
quoth he;
"and also
I will
tell thee
in thine
ear that
this Lady
may not be
so great
as her
name is
great. Did
she praise
her
life-days
to thee?"
"Nay,"
said
Christopher;
"I mind me
well, she
called
herself
the poor
captive."
"She said
but
sooth,"
quoth the
Earl; "and
her going
away from
Greenharbour
