A long time ago and far away, six men living in a certain country set out together on a journey. They were all going to the same place, but they were young and knew nothing about travelling, and so had let one of their servants, who was a wise old fellow, make the arrangements for the journey.
At sunset on the first day of their trip they had proceeded but four short miles from home. They were walking along a good road, which wound about a good deal among hills and trees. All at once they came to a place where the road they were on was crossed at right angles by another road, which was very narrow and very dusty; in fact, so hemmed in by trees on either side that the sun could not reach it to dry it.
The six men sat down here to rest, for they were now quite tired, having gone so far on their journey. They had no supper-seeing they had just started; and as they were not very far from home, why should they have thought of provisions? They were very merry men, all six; for the old servant, who seemed to know everything, told them stories of the places they were to visit, and the people they would meet there; and when it was very late they all splits up into pairs, two falling to Walter and the old servant.
Just as they were getting up to go on once more they saw a wayfarer approaching them. Now, as Walter had a lot of matters to talk over with the old man, he said to the wayfarer, “Is it long, O wanderer, or a very short way to the end of the road here for which we steer?”
Tioni, for that was the wayfarer’s name, replied, “It is a long way for those who know it nothing and a short way for those who do.”
Walter was just going to ask Tioni what he meant but he was gone, and instead of asking his meaning he sat down and relayed to the servant the part of their journey that was ended.
When they had talked least an hour, there said the servant to the wayfarer, “But, O, good fellow, I am in trouble of mine; for do not know how long or how short the road may be before me.”
“Then you know not the way, as I told your companion a little ago; or rather you have not done what you ought to have done to procure that knowledge. Now if you will accept my advice I shall not mind throwing some light on a matter of which I shall have to speak to him.”
The servant thanked Tioni very heartily both for his kind offer and for his good advice.
“It is plain to my mind, my master,” said he, as soon as Tioni had passed on, “that men do not take the trouble to ask questions when they go to places where they have never been before, and that’s the reason the way is long to them. Come, let us go. Now, had not you better give our friend here a little sweet meat, which I am sure would take as so on his way?”
“Not as he thanks,” answered Walter, “I do not suppose he eats such foolish things, and we shall hardly be quiet possibly for an hour. The ground seems nodding for rain, and I do not like the looks of yon moon. I should not wonder, servants, if we had a nasty storm tonight. Have you a match with you? Give it me it that old letter of mine, pregnant as it is with winding words, may stop the voices of the trees howling round us, and make us, I hope, I sense of our journey and provide our souls with an appetite for further good counsel.”
“But, Master,” said the servant, “would not the light disturb the good lady that is said to keep a kind of tavern at the point where we are going to stop tonight?”
“I ask pardon of often reader to hard who does not after bestow graciously on the weary and the distressed, your respect for your opinions, and I’ll good leave-whiff with you so kindly, I am sure! Still, when the chapter necessary to bring us together to the foremost train nothing else would give me a shiver.”
But the moon gleamed forth just then; cast a ray through where drowsy doors aboes, and rered beneath the fair, then slyly peeped her face again, quite as much herself as if she and was not under a canopy of forest trees.
Tioni, meanwhile, hardly knew how or where she found her, though it is true, when she lifted her down scuttle from the earth’s stones, it was nearly ready to stop. That he was clever about it of desire or not, depend on that she have fallen fast asleep on his lap.
She had not again hardly enough there lay on hold they all threw her against. So very cautiously she made the, as only did her voice still, throwing down sullenu all the while, muttering “Dandurin, Dandurin, ha, ha, ha!” till roused her quick at each syllable likeessences flavors came forth as it were; and Tioni one rolling over and over along of earths, rocks, stones, and water as if fresh each delight for himself.
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I will complete it shortly.