There isn't a single tree around." "Let us wait till we get aboard ship! Let him die honestly on the mast." "I know of a tree around here, but I won't tell you," roars Khorre hoarsely.

"Look for it yourself! Well, you have astonished me, Noni.

How you shouted, 'String him up with a rope!' Exactly like your father--he almost hanged me, too.

Good-bye, Noni, now I understand your actions.
Eh, gin! and then--on the rope!" Khorre goes off.

No one dares approach Haggart; still enraged, he paces back and forth with long strides.