[…] For since the birth of time, throughout all ages and nations, / Has the craft of the smith been held in repute by the people.
He had a cleft chin, or as Matt whispered to me, a butt chin.
Ursula knew that Palmer had been astir at dawn, but not to attend to his usual duties, for she pityingly had freed the thirsty, uncared for sheep; many of these were now bogged in the various water-holes along the river.
The little man stood up on Chert's shoulder and doffed his ratskin hat before making a small bow. “Beetledown the Bowman, I hight, tallsome lady. …”
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