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"You do see no silly maid but of a constant mind, and one to endure hardship Also you are very brave in peril, very courageous and high-hearted Moreover you are wise"

"Do you think me all this?" says she softly "And wherefore?"

"I have never heard you complain yet--save of oat and killed it!"

"You are like to hs she; yet her laugh was very soft and her eyes kind when she looked at ift to you," says I

"And surely none like to it in the whole world, Martin!"

After this orked a great while, speaking no word; but presently she shows , the which did pleaseback against the rock, "Our days grow ever e, rude life for you, days of hardship and labour unceasing Your hands shall grow all hard and rough and yourself sick with longing to be hence--"

"Alas, poor rieve for England and ease," says I, "'twill be but natural"

"O very, Martin!"

"For here are you," I went on, beginning to scowl up at the waning moon, "here are you bred up to soft and silken comfort, very dainty and delicate, and belike with lovers a-plenty, courtly gallants full up of fine phrases and eager for your service--"

"Well, Martin?"

"Instead of the which you have this island!"

"An earthly paradise!" says she