Farewell now!
Puc. Dare I speak?
Lur. South o' the river—
How is the second stream called ... no,—the third?
Puc. Pesa.
Lur. And a stone's-cast from the fording-place,
To the east,—the little mount's name?
Puc. Lupo.
Lur. Ay!
Ay—there the tower, and all that side is safe!