And then one day I found the little letter that Nona had sent me.
In that I was warned against Morfed the Cornish priest, and I had
forgotten him.
Now I will confess that two days after the Cheddar business I took
that little brooch that Elfrida had given me, and dropped it into
three fathoms of water as I rode by the mere one day. There are
foolishnesses one does not care to be reminded of.
CHAPTER XII. OF THE MESSAGE BROUGHT BY JAGO, AND A MEETING IN DARTMOOR.
As one may be sure, there was no danger for me at Winchester, and
if I had any anxiety at all it was for Owen, who had dangers round
him which I did not know. I had sent him word by that old friend of
his, Jago of Norton, how the last warning was justified, and had
heard from him that with the imprisonment of Dunwal his last
enemies seemed to have been removed or quieted. So I was more at
ease concerning him, and presently rode with Erpwald to Eastdean in
the fair May weather to see the beginning of that church which
should keep the memory of my father.
And all I will say concerning that is that when I came to visit the
old home once more I knew that I had chosen right. The life of a
forest thane was not for me, and Eastdean seemed to have nought of
pleasure for me, save in a sort of wonderment in seeing how my
dreams had kept so little of aught of the true look of the place.
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