Yet there sleepeth a priest in the chamber to the East,
And my footstep he would know.’—
“‘O fear not the priest, who sleepeth to the East!
For to Dryburgh the way he has ta’en;
And there to say mass, till three days do pass,
For the soul of a Knight that is slain.’—
“He turned him around, and grimly he frowned;
Then he laughed right scornfully—
‘He who says the mass-rite for the soul of that Knight,
May as well say mass for me: