Here the Minstrel paused.
“Is that all?” asked the Graybeard.
“Yes, it is all,” was the answer; “for now I can think of nothing but my dear home land. My sweet country calls me, and I must hasten on my journey. So, let my sledge be made ready and the steed harnessed before it, and I will bid you good-bye.”
“In the morning you may go,” said the Graybeard. [[43]]
[1] See [Note D], at the end of this volume. [↑]