The Richmond palladium. (Richmond, Ind.) 1906-1907, 1906-03-31
CHAPTER III.

~ ODWIN dreamed that he was
dead and that beneath him
w foated the world, a glowing
ball. while he was borne to
and fro through the blackness stretched
upon couch of ebony. Then a space
of oblivion. and he awoke to hear other
voices around him, voices human, well
beloved, remembered, and to see a face
bending over him, a face most human,
most well beloved, most remembered,
that of his cousin Rosamund. He bah
bled some questions, but they brought
him food and told him to sleep, so he
slept. Thus it went on, waking and
sleep, sleep and waking, till at length
one morning he woke up truly in the
little room that opened out of the solar
or sitting place of the hall of Steeple,
where he and Wulf had slept since
their uncle took them to his home as
infants. More, on the trestle bed op-
posite to him, his leg and arm band
aged and a crutch by his side, sat
Wulf himself somewhat paler and
thinner than of yore, but the same jo-
vial, careless, yet at times fierce faced
Wulf.
do 1 still dream, my brother, or is
it you indeed:"
A happy smile spread upon the face
Of Wulf, for now he knew that God
win was himself again.
Me sure enough" he answered.
"Dream folk don't have lame legs.
They are the gifts of swords and men"
"And Rosamund-whato of Rosamund?
Did the gray horse swim the creek,
and how came we here? Tell me
quick-I faint for news
"She shall tell you herself" and, hob
bling to the curtained door, he called,
"Rosamund, my-nay, our cousin Rosa
mund, Goodwin is himself again"
There was q swift rustic Of robes and
a sound of quick feet among the rushes
that strewed the floor, and then-Rosa-
mund herself, lovely as ever, but all
her stateliness forgot in joy. She saw
him, the gaunt Goodwin sitting up upon
the pallet his gray eyes shining in the
white and sunken face, for Goodwin 5
eyes were gray. while Wulf's were
blue, the only difference between them
which a stranger would note, although
in truth Wulf was a larger man. She
saw him and, with little cry of de.
light. ran and cast her arms about him
and kissed him on the brow.
BE careful" said Wulf roughly
turning his head aside, cor, Rosam I'D
you will loose the ,bandages and bring
his trouble, back again. He has had
enough of bloodletting"
Then before she could answer there
came the sound of a slow step. and
swinging the curtain aside, n tall and
noble looking knight entered the little
place. The man was old, but look ed
older than he was, for sorrow and sick
ness had wasted him. Rosamund turn
ed and bent the knee to him with a
strange and eastern grace, while Wuii
bowed his head. and Goodwin, since his
neck was too stiff to stir. held up his
| hand in greeting. The old man looked
at him, and there was pride in his eye
so you will live after all. my neph
ew," he said, land for that thank the
Giver Of life and death. since you are q
gallant mana worthy child of the
bloods Of the Norman Darcy and OF
of them
Speak not so, my uncle" said God
win; cor at least here is a worthier.
and he patted the hand of Wulf witt
| his lean fingers 1T was Wulf who
| bore me through"
Would that had been there to hell
in thar fight" said SiraAndrew Darcy
| tossing his white hair. MY children
am jealous Of you. Why. when
found You lying in each others arm:
| 1 could have wept for rage to thinl
| that such a fray had been within {
league of my own doors and l no
| in it,
II know nothing Of all that story,
said Goodwin.
"No. in truth How can you who hav,
: been senseless this month or more