The pedlar deemed them a couple of madmen, whose ways were beyond the understanding of a sober citizen.

The others--the fishermen and the rustics--had not the means to follow even had they had the will.
They dispersed to put abroad the news of that short furious quarrel and to prophesy that blood would be let in the adjusting of it.

This prognostication the they based entirely upon their knowledge of the short Tressilian way.

But it was a matter in which they were entirely wrong.

It is true that Sir Oliver went galloping along that road that follows the Penryn river and that he pounded over the bridge in the town of Penryn in Master Godolphin's wake with murder in his heart.