It's all right.

Everything's all right.

I knew your only chance would be while the fight was going on.
That man won't come back.

I bit him, and he thinks I'm an Evil Spirit.
Now you've only got to take the thing and go.' The hut was hung with skins.

Heaped in the middle were the offerings that had been given the night before, Anthea's roses fading on the top of the heap.