Come on, Mariet." "Where, Haggart ?" "Eh, Mariet! The dreams are ended.

I don't like your voice, woman--when did you find time to change it?
What a land of jugglers! I have never seen such a land before!" "Eh, Haggart! The dreams are ended.

I don't like your voice, either--little Haggart! But it may be that I am still sleeping--then wake me.

Haggart, swear that it was you who said it: 'The rope broke.' Swear that my eyes have not grown blind and that they see Khorre alive.
Swear that this is your hand, Haggart!" Silence.

The voice of the sea is growing louder--there is the splash and the call and the promise of a stern caress.
"I swear." Silence.