quietness;
therefore
we will
rest here,
and see
what may,
perchance,
fall into
our
luck-pot.”
So they
crossed a
stile and
came
behind a
hedgerow
where the
mellow
sunlight
was bright
and warm,
and where
the grass
was soft,
and there
sat them
down. Then
each man
drew from
the pouch
that hung
beside him
that which
he had
brought to
eat, for a
merry walk
such as
this had
been
sharpens
the
appetite
till it is
as keen as
a March
wind. So
no more
words were
spoken,
