Indeed, so soon as he had finished the short narrative, his mind reverted with curiosity to Keyork himself, and he wondered what the little man had meant by his amazing outburst of gratitude on hearing of Unorna's safety.

Perhaps he loved her.

More impossible things than that had occurred in the Wanderer's experience.

Or, possibly, he had an object to gain in exaggerating his thankfulness to Unorna's preserver.

He knew that Keyork rarely did anything without an object, and that, although he was occasionally very odd and excitable, he was always in reality perfectly well aware of what he was doing.