To them that had been taught the humiliating lesson that we were their betters, one of us came suing.

They from whom the countryside looked for silence when one of us spoke, had it in their hands at length to say us nay.

And they said it.

What answer my father made them, Kenneth, I know not, but very white was his face when I met him on the castle steps on his return.

In burning words he told me of the insult they had put upon him, then silently he pointed to the Toledo that two years before he had brought me out of Spain, and left me.