lifting the Watcher, I dashed him down with all my strength. The blow

fell on her neck and broke it, so that she rolled over and at once was

"Now I rested awhile, then went to the mouth of the cave and looked

out. The sun was sinking: all the depth of the forest was black, but

the light still shone on the face of the stone woman who sits forever

on the mountain. Here, then, I must bide this night, for, though the

moon shone white and full in the sky, I dared not wend towards the

plains alone with the wolves and the ghosts. And if I dared not go