It had been cut from the bush, and not broken, just as if it had been chosen.

Now, if these hidden plotters wanted to frighten me, I am bound to say that they succeeded more or less.
Was the giving of the horn by the Welsh girl to be a signal to the thrall in some way?
If there is one thing that a man need not be ashamed to say that he fears, it is treachery, and I seemed to be surrounded by it.

Hardly could a house-carle come to my door but it seemed to me that he must needs bring one of these unlucky notes.
It was just as well that I had some unknown friend to write them to me, though I cannot say that I had profited by them so far.
Now I sent two of my men to see if they could find the cross-eyed thrall, but of course he was not to be laid hands on.

Only the people who had been at the ealdorman's door seemed to have seen him, and they could not tell who or whence he was.

He was so easily known, however, that I thought I should be certain to have him sooner or later.