…Ewan climbed the open wold and the boy
climbed with him, though they spoke no word…
At the height of the slope Ewan turned,
to look down upon the realm of Fulnay;
appearing small and clear in the mid-day sun,
it looked like it lay in a past time.
Down the broad trackway which ran to it,
the dust was rising like smoke,
and within the dust clouds,
a great company rode two, by two.
The Lords with their appointed business were arriving…
Ewan turned, and ran quickly, out of sight, over the high ridge.
Once there he collapsed, in the long grass, and lay laughing.
The strange, green-clad child lay laughing with him.