At which of these gates does thee think to lead out thy mare ?' 'An' I pass at all, mother, it will be on her back, not at her head.' 'Thou wilt not pass, my son.

Be counselled.

To thy mare, thou wilt but lose thyself.' Richard heard her as though he heard her not.
'At what hour doth the moon rise, mistress Rees ?' he asked.
'What would thou with the moon ?" she returned.

"Is not she the enemy of him who roves for plunder?
Shines she not that the thief may be shaken out of the earth ?' 'I am not thief enough to steal in the dark, mother.

How shall I tell without her help where I am or whither I go ?' 'She will be half way to the top of her hill by midnight.' 'An' thou speak by the card, then is it time that Marquis and I were going.' 'Here, take thee some fern-seed in thy pouch, that thou may walk invisible,' said the old woman.