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The day was far spent when they came to the valley in the heart of the woods where the ruined house of the Dales stood on that white blossoming island in the midst of the water. Mellis had dismounted half a league from the ford, and had refused to go forward until Martin had loaded the baggage again on the horse's back.
"I am rested," she had said, "and your strength is precious. Let the beast bear the burden for which he was born."