nd the tears came into her eyes.

All this time, I had been gazing at her; and now fully recognised the
face of the child, glorified in the countenance of the woman.

I was ashamed and humbled before her; but a great weight was lifted
from my thoughts. I knelt before her, and thanked her, and begged her to
forgive me.

"Rise, rise," she said; "I have nothing to forgive; I thank you. But now
I must be gone, for I do not know how many may be waiting for me, here
and there, through the dark forests; and they cannot come out till I
come."

She rose, and with a smile and a farewell, turned and left me. I dared
not ask her to stay; in fact, I could hardly speak to her. Between
her and me, there was a great gulf. She was uplifted, by sorrow and
well-doing, into a region I could hardly hope ever to enter. I watched
her departure, as one watches a sunset. She went like a radiance through
the dark wood, which was henceforth bright to me, from simply knowing
that such a creature was in it.

She was bearing the sun to the unsunned spots. The light and the music
of her broken globe were now in her heart and her brain. As she went,
she sang; and I caught these few words of her song; and the tones seemed
to linger and wind about the trees after she had disappeared:

Thou goest thine, and I go mine--
Many ways we wend;
Many days, and many ways,
Ending in one end.

Many a wrong, and its curing song;
Many a road, and many an inn;
Room to roam, but only one home
For all the world to win.
And so she vanished. With a sad heart, soothed by humility, and
the knowledge of her peace and gladness, I bethought me what now I
should do. First, I must leave the tower far behind me, lest, in some
evil moment, I might be once more caged within its horrible walls. But
it was ill walking in my heavy armour; and besides I had now no right
to the golden spurs and the resplendent mail, fitly dulled with long
neglect. I might do for a squire; but I honoured knighthood too highly,
to call myself any longer one of the noble brotherhood. I stripped off
all my armour, piled it under the tree, just where the lady had been
seated, and took my unknown way, eastward through the woods. Of all my
weapons, I carried only a short axe in my hand.

Then first I knew the delight of being lowly; of saying to myself, "I
am what I am, nothing more." "I have f