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When they had marched so far that they heard no sound from Arn, and even inaudible were her swinging bells, when candles burning late far up in towers no longer sent them their disconsolate welcome; in the midst of the pleasant night that lulls the rural spaces, weariness came upon Arleon and his inspiration failed. It failed slowly. Gradually he grew less sure of the way to Carcassonne. WHEN THEY HAD MARCHED SO FAR THAT THEY HAD HEARD NO SOUND FROM IRON AND EVEN INAUDIBLE WERE HER SWINGING BELLS WHEN CANDLES BURNING LATE FAR UP IN TOWERS NO LONGER SENT THEM THEIR DISCONSOLATE WELCOME IN THE MIDST OF THE PLEASANT NIGHT THAT LULLS THE RURAL SPACES WEARINESS CAME UPON OUR LEON AND HIS INSPIRATION FAILED IT FAILED SLOWLY GRADUALLY HE GREW LESS SURE OF THE WAY TO CARCASSINY
ed the spiders that sat in that ringing hall of the unmolested leisure they were soon to enjoy. When they were armed they all formed up and marched out of the hall, and Arleon strode before them singing of Carcassonne. But the talk of the Weald arose and went back well fed to byres. They had no need of wars or of rare perils. They were ever at war with hunger. A long drought or hard winter were to them pitched battles; if the wolves entered a sheep-fold it was like the loss of a fortress, a thunder-storm on the harvest was like an ambuscade. Well-fed, they went back slowly to their byres, being at truce with hunger; and the night filled with stars. And black against the starry sky appeared the round helms of the warriors as they passed the tops of the ridges, but in the valleys they sparkled now and then as the starlight flashed on steel. They followed behind Arleon going south, whence rumours had always come of Carcassonne: so they marched in the starlight, and he before them singing.  LITTLE THEN DREAMED THE SPIDERS THAT SAT IN THAT RINGING HALL OF THE UNMOLESTED LEISURE THEY WERE SOON TO ENJOY WHEN THEY WERE ARMED THEY ALL FORMED UP AND MARCHED OUT OF THE HALL AND ARLEON STRODE BEFORE THEM SINGING OF CARCASSINY BUT THE FOLK OF THE WIELD AROSE AND WENT BACK WELL FED TO THE BUYERS THEY HAD NO NEED OF WARS OR OF RARE PERILS THEY WERE EVER AT WAR WITH HUNGER A LONG DROUGHT OR HARD WINTER WERE TO THEM PITCHED BATTLES IF THE WOLVES ENTERED A SHEEPFOLD IT WAS LIKE THE LOSS OF A FORTRESS A THUNDERSTORM ON THE HARVEST WAS LIKE AN AMBUSCADE WELL FED THEY WENT BACK SLOWLY TO THEIR BUYERS BEING AT TRUCE WITH HUNGER AND THE NIGHT FILLED WITH STARS AND BLACK AGAINST THE STARRY SKY APPEARED THE ROUND HELMS OF THE WARRIORS AS THEY PASSED THE TOPS OF THE RIDGES BUT IN THE VALLEYS THEY SPARKLED NOW AND THEN AS THE STARLIGHT FLASHED ON STEEL THEY FOLLOWED BEHIND ARLEON GOING SOUTH WHENCE RUMORS HAD ALWAYS COME OF CARCASSINY SO THEY MARCHED IN THE STARLIGHT AND HE BEFORE THEM SINGING
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