And the crone handed her visitor a slip of paper on which a few words were written.
The crone presented it to the king, who ordered it to be made into shirts.
The crone was cautious, however, and knew well with whom she had to deal.
"Ay, I have his mark on my knee, Dame Dodier," replied the crone.
"There is a moon after nine, by which hour you can reach the wood of Beaumanoir," observed the crone.
The crone wags her head and replies “that it was afore her time.”
“Cronie” is an old friend, “Crone” is an old friend's old wife.
And the crone curtesied with a mock air of beseeching humility.
The more Thor tightened his hold on the crone the firmer she stood.
They told their story and prayed to be allowed to pass the night there; but the crone answered No!