And I was." "I thought of that," said I; "she was in the same plight as myself until Godwine decked me out thus.

Women think more of their attire than we." The thane chuckled in his quiet way.
"Why, perhaps that had somewhat to do with it, but I did not ask her, I forgot.

But I did tell the old Lady Superior to do so, and gave her withal to care for the maiden." Then I said: "It is well that you persuaded her; maybe I should have been in the way.

I should have lost my tongue again, I think." "Well, yes," said Relf, still laughing to himself, "it was you who were in the way; however, as you say, all is well, and she rides with us tomorrow.

We will go and find a mule or a good forest pony for her, and so tell Godwine that the clothes have done it." Now I never thought that there was anything more behind the thane's words, for of all things that had made my soul weary in these last weeks the complaints of Emma the queen about her dress had been the worst.