William Morris,
The Sundering Flood — The Lip of the Sundering Flood
(1898)
“ So they went on till they came to the Bight of the Cloven Knoll, and there they looked across awhile and yet said nothing. And Elfhild looked curiously toward that cave wherein Osberne first espied her, and she said: How would it be if there were another one there? He laughed and said: There is not another one. ”
