Barrow Fields put me on the front line leave me with a dumb mind

the bard thought himself very much non-threatening, so it perplexed him that she showed not a hair of trust in all her body! were he not the image of friendly?

so as she circled, he thought of the possibilities, of her mannerism and quietness, and now wondered if she were born a mute -- saddest of the faults! -- or merely made so, by some awful thing in her young life?

now, doggish enthusiasm calmed by sad thoughts, slavuj stilled, with slow movements he laid down, hindlegs beside him, to show he wouldn't be quick to bolt.

ai don't kno' yeaur hurts, ladybug, bat trast - no harm. to show so, he laid his head on his paws.

yeau go on yeaur way, ai understand, bat kno' - ief yeau hear sing-ing on coast, yeau will find no evil.

a single thump of tail.