"I cannot understand the man.

At one time I think that he was at the bottom of all the trouble, and at another that he rescued me from the men who fell on the house.

I have seen little of him here until yesterday and today.

There is a man whom he calls 'the Bard,' who has tended me well enough with the old dame, and another whom he names 'the Ovate,' whom I have seen now and then--a younger man.

I have set eyes on none but these four since the men of the burning left me to them in the hills." We asked him how all that went, and he told us what he could remember.