Now get a litter made, and bring me some bandages." It seemed to me to be plain that they would try to get me across the channel into Wales, or maybe Ireland, and my heart sank.

But after all, Owen would gladly pay ransom for me, and that was the one hope I had.

And then I wondered what vessel they had ready, and all of a sudden I minded that Thorgils had spoken of a winter voyage that he was going to take on this tide, and my heart leapt.
It was likely that these men were going to sail with him, so I might have a chance of swift rescue.
Now Evan went to work on me with the help of one of his men, who seemed to know something of leech craft.
"This," said Evan, "is a poor friend of mine who has met with a bad fall from his horse.

His thigh is broken and his shoulder is out.
Also his jaw is broken, because the horse kicked him as he lay.

For the same reason he is stunned, and cannot move much.