"Brother,"said John Ball,"how deemest thou of our adventure?Ido not ask thee if thou thinkest we are right to play the play like men,but whether playing like men we shall fail like men.""Why dost thou ask me?"said I;"how much further than beyond this church can I see?""Far further,"quoth he,"for I wot that thou art a scholar and hast read books;and withal,in some way that I cannot name,thou knowest more than we;as though with thee the world had lived longer than with us.Hide not,therefore,what thou hast in thine heart,for I think after this night I shall see thee no more,until we meet in the heavenly Fellowship.""Friend,"I said,"ask me what thou wilt;or rather ask thou the years to come to tell thee some little of their tale;and yet methinks thou thyself mayest have some deeming thereof."He raised himself on the elbow of the stall and looked me full in the face,and said to me:"Is it so after all that thou art no man in the flesh,but art sent to me by the Master of the Fellowship,and the King's Son of Heaven,to tell me what shall be?If that be so tell me straight out,since I had some deeming hereof before;whereas thy speech is like ours and yet unlike,and thy face hath something in it which is not after the fashion of our day.And yet take heed,if thou art such an one,I fear thee not,nay,nor him that sent thee;nor for thy bidding,nor for his,will I turn back from London Bridge but will press on,for I do what is meet and right.""Nay,"said I,"did I not tell thee e'en now that I knew life but not death?I am not dead;and as to who hath sent me,I say not that I am come by my own will;for I know not;yet also I know not the will that hath sent me hither.And this I say to thee,moreover,that if I know more than thou,I do far less;therefore thou art my captain and I thy minstrel."He sighed as one from whom a weight had been lifted,and said:
"Well,then,since thou art alive on the earth and a man like myself,tell me how deemest thou of our adventure:shall we come to London,and how shall we fare there?"Said I,"What shall hinder you to come to London,and to fare there as ye will?For be sure that the Fellowship in Essex shall not fail you;nor shall the Londoners who hate the king's uncles withstand you;nor hath the Court any great force to meet you in the field;ye shall cast fear and trembling into their hearts.""Even so,I thought,"said he;"but afterwards what shall betide?"Said I,"It grieves my heart to say that which I think.Yet hearken;many a man's son shall die who is now alive and happy,and if the soldiers be slain,and of them most not on the field,but by the lawyers,how shall the captains escape?Surely thou goest to thy death."He smiled very sweetly,yet proudly,as he said:"Yea,the road is long,but the end cometh at last.Friend,many a day have Ibeen dying;for my sister,with whom I have played and been merry in the autumn tide about the edges of the stubble-fields;and we gathered the nuts and bramble-berries there,and started thence the missel-thrush,and wondered at his voice and thought him big;and the sparrow-hawk wheeled and turned over the hedges and the weasel ran across the path,and the sound of the sheep-bells came to us from the downs as we sat happy on the grass;and she is dead and gone from the earth,for she pined from famine after the years of the great sickness;and my brother was slain in the French wars,and none thanked him for dying save he that stripped him of his gear;and my unwedded wife with whom I dwelt in love after I had taken the tonsure,and all men said she was good and fair,and true she was and lovely;she also is dead and gone from the earth;and why should I abide save for the deeds of the flesh which must be done?Truly,friend,this is but an old tale that men must die;and I will tell thee another,to wit,that they live:and I live now and shall live.Tell me then what shall befall."Somehow I could not heed him as a living man as much as I had done,and the voice that came from me seemed less of me as Ianswered:
