ButErnestturnedsadlyfromthewrinkledshrewdnessofthatsordid
visage，andgazedupthevalley，where，amidagatheringmist，
gildedbythelastsunbeams，hecouldstilldistinguishthoseglorious
featureswhichhadimpressedthemselvesintohissoul。Theiraspect
cheeredhim。Whatdidthebenignlipsseemtosay？