She beckoned.

'The man who--the fighting man ?' 'It will be my child this time,' said Carinthia; 'I have no fear for myself.' She was trembling, though her features were hard for the war her lord had declared, as it seemed.

'Did he tell you his business here ?' she asked of Madge.
'He says, to protect you, my lady, since you won't leave.' 'He stays at the castle ?' 'He is to stay there, he says, as long as the Welsh are out.' 'The "Welsh" are misunderstood by Lord Fleetwood,' Mrs.Wythan said to Carinthia.

'He should live among them.

They will not hurt their lady.