the Island of

    oods h, and her

    c to nurse, h a woman who

    lived in a  of mud and hin

    t the

    rocking the cradle, and pondering

    over ty of the child, and praying

    t t grant him wisdom

    equal to y. there came a knock

    at t up, not a little

    neighbours were

    in the high-King a mile away;

    and t e. ho is

    knocking? shin voice

    anshe

    grey he darkness

    of t error she drew

    back t, and a grey-clad woman, of

    a great age, and of a  more than

    ood by the head of

    t

    to take he

    woman, for she

    firelig the grey hawk

    were upon ead of

    t, and the

    one oo ignorant and too full

    of gaiety to know w a dreadful being

    stood ther voice,

    ~ for I am a crone of the grey hawk, and I

    c in the

    great he door

    again, though her fingers could scarce hold

    ts for trembling, and another grey

    less old ther, and

    ead of hair, came in

    and stood by t. In a little, came a

    ter h,

    and ther,

    until t heir immense

    forms. tood a long time in

    perfect silence and stillness, for they were

    of the sand

    roubled, but at last one muttered

    in a loers, I knew him

    far a under

    her spoke:

    Sisters, I knew

    fluttered like a bird under a net of silver

    cords; and took up the

    ers, I knew him because his

    s