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He saw his chance, and improved it at once. He could make money by solving the secret for a troubled soul. HE SAW HIS CHANCE AND IMPROVED IT AT ONCE HE COULD MAKE MONEY BY SOLVING THE SECRET FOR A TROUBLED SOUL
solved to call again and find out what was the trouble. When they met, some days later, Wyland's greeting was this: "Christ save thee, Benlli! What secret sorrow clouds thy brow? Why so gloomy?" Benlli at once burst out with the story of how he met the Maid of the Green Forest, and how she became his wife on three conditions. "Think of it," said Benlli, groaning aloud. "When the owls cry and the crickets chirp, my wife leaves my bed, and until the daystar appears, I lie alone, torn with curiosity, to know where she is, and what she is doing. I fall again into heavy sleep, and do not awake until sunrise, when I find her by my side again. It is all such a mystery, that the secret lies heavy on my soul. Despite all my wealth, and my strong castle, with feasting and music by night and hunting by day, I am the most miserable man in Cymric land. No beggar is more wretched than I." Wyland, the monk, listened and his eyes glittered. There came into his head the idea of enriching the monastery. IN ITS WALLS SO WHILEEN WENT HOME RESOLVED TO CALL AGAIN AND FIND OUT WHAT WAS THE TROUBLE WHEN THEY MET SOME DAYS LATER WHILE'S GREETING WAS THIS CHRIST SAY THEE BENLY WHAT SECRET SORROW CLOUDS THY BROW WHY SO GLOOMY BANLEY AT ONCE BURST OUT WITH THE STORY OF HOW HE MET THE MAID OF THE GREEN FOREST AND HOW SHE BECAME HIS WIFE ON THREE CONDITIONS THINK OF IT SAID BENTLEY GROANING ALOUD WHEN THE OWLS CRY AND THE CRICKET'S CHIRP MY WIFE LEAVES MY BED AND UNTIL THE DAY STAR PEERS I LIE ALONE TORN WITH CURIOSITY TO KNOW WHERE SHE IS AND WHAT SHE IS DOING I FALL AGAIN INTO A HEAVY SLEEP AND DO NOT AWAKE UNTIL SUNRISE WHEN I FIND HER BY MY SIDE AGAIN IT IS ALL SUCH A MYSTERY THAT THE SECRET LIES HEAVY ON MY SOUL DESPITE ALL MY WEALTH AND MY STRONG CASTLE WITH FEASTING AND MUSIC BY NIGHT AND HUNTING BY DAY I AM THE MOST MISERABLE MAN IN THE COMIC LAND NO BEGGAR IS MORE WRETCHED THAN I WHYLAND THE MONK LISTENED AND HIS EYES GLITTERED THERE CAME INTO HIS HEAD THE IDEA OF ENRICHING THE MONASTERY
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