Think of it, Haggart! They were taking gold from him, and he was sobbing." She laughs bitterly.

Haggart advances a step toward her and puts his heavy hand upon her shoulder: "Yes, yes, Mariet.

Speak on, girl, let the sea wait." Mariet removes his hand and continues: "'No,' I thought.

'These are not my brethren at all!' I thought and laughed.

And father shouted to the cowards: 'Take shafts and strike them.' But they were running.