I shall take him westward, where my own people are.

He shall be my son, and I think that all will be well with him hereafter." "I wit that you are not what you have seemed, Master," Stuf said.
"It will be well if you say so." Then Owen bade him farewell also, and went to find me and get me hence before the ale and mead of the house was broached by the spoilers.

And, as I have said, I was already dressed, and I ran to his arms and asked what all the trouble was, and where my father had gone, and the like.

I think that last question was the hardest that Owen ever had put to him, and he did not try to answer it then.

He told me that he and I must go to Chichester at once, at my father's bidding; and I, being used to obey without question, was pleased with the thought of the unaccustomed night journey.