And they are afraid--bitterly afraid of the isles of ruins and what they think the ruins hide.

I do not wonder--now! "When they were told where they were to go, and how long we expected to stay, they murmured.

Those who, at last, were tempted made what I thought then merely a superstitious proviso that they were to be allowed to go away on the three nights of the full moon.

Would to God we had heeded them and gone too!" "We passed into Metalanim harbour.

Off to our left--a mile away arose a massive quadrangle.