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Doraunt whose name was Maulfry She

lived in Tortsentier, a lonely tower hidden deep in the woods, and had

an unwholesoentlemen adventurous in the forest, it was said, had found

dishonourable ease and shareat cheer at first with hunting parties, dancing in the grass-

rides, and love everywhere: so much had been seen, the rest was

sur for caprice,

she had theed, rifled them at leisure, slew them one way or

another, and set her nets for the next newcomer This, I say, was

surmise, and so it reraunt wide, death as easy as lying Men in it had other uses for

their eyes than to spy at their neighbours, and found their weapons

too often needed in their own quarrels to spare the for hiraunt before you got out True, the

odds were against your doing either; but whose business was that?

Galors probably knew the truth of it, for he was very often at

Tortsentier He knew, for instance, of Maulfry's taste for armour The

place was full of it, and had a frieze of shields, which Maulfry

herself polished every day, as brave with blazonry as on the day they

first went out before their reat delight of hers to go through her collection

with such a hly understood the science,