When they saw the shoeing-tools they were very bewildered , till the novice asked leave to speak , and told what he had done to the farmer , and what he had said to Wayland-Smith , and how , though the dormitory light was burning , he had found the wonderful rune-carved sword in his cot . ` The Abbot shook his head at first , and then he laughed and said to the novice : `` Son Hugh , it needed no sign from a heathen God to show me that you will never be a monk . Take your sword , and keep your sword , and go with your sword , and be as gentle as you are strong and courteous . We will hang up the Smith 's tools before the Altar , '' he said , `` because , whatever the Smith of the Gods may have been , in the old days , we know that he worked honestly for his living and made gifts to Mother Church . '' Then they went to bed again , all except the novice , and he sat up in the garth playing with his sword . Then Weland said to me by the stables : `` Farewell , Old Thing ; you had the right of it . You saw me come to England , and you see me go . Farewell ! '' ` With that he strode down the hill to the corner of the Great Woods -- Woods Corner , you call it now -- to the very place where he had first landed -- and I heard him moving through the thickets towards Horsebridge for a little , and then he was gone . That was how it happened . I saw it . ' Both children drew a long breath . ` But what happened to Hugh the novice ? ' said Una . ` And the sword ? ' said Dan . Puck looked down the meadow that lay all quiet and cool in the shadow of Pook 's Hill . A corncrake jarred in a hay-field near by , and the small trouts of the brook began to jump . A big white moth flew unsteadily from the alders and flapped round the children 's heads , and the least little haze of water-mist rose from the brook . ` Do you really want to know ? '
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