"There are those who heard you vow his death.

Your very words have been reported to me.

And from where he lay they found a trail of blood upon the snow that ran to your own door.
Will you still lie ?" They saw the colour leave his face.

They saw his arms drop limply to his sides, and his eyes dilate with obvious sudden fear.
"A...

a trail of blood ?" he faltered stupidly.
"Aye, answer that!" cut in Sir John, fetched suddenly from out his doubts by that reminder.
Sir Oliver turned upon Killigrew again.