And laugh again yonder?” “No; Echo”—he whispered it low—
“Was a woman, they said, but a woman whom no one could see.
And no one could find; and he did not believe it, not he;
But he could not get near for the river that held us asunder.
Yet I that had money—a shilling, a whole silver shilling—
We might cross if I thought I could spend it.” “Oh! yes, I was willing”—
And we ran hand in hand, we ran down to the ferry, the ferry,
And we heard how she mocked at the folk with a voice clear and merry
When they called for the ferry; but, oh! she was very—was very
Swift-footed. She spoke and was gone; and when Oliver cried,