I want to take him with me, if you will suffer it." He pointed to me as he spoke, and Thorgils turned and looked at me idly.

I was some twenty yards from him as I lay, and I tried to cry out to him as his eyes fell on me, but I could only fetch a sort of groan, and I could not move at all.
"He seems pretty bad," said Thorgils, when he heard me.

"What is amiss with him?
I can have no fevers or aught of that sort aboard, with the young lady as passenger, moreover." "There is nothing of that," Evan answered hastily.

"It is but the doing of a fall from his horse.

The beast rolled on him, and he has a broken thigh, slipped shoulder, and broken jaw, so that it will be long before he is fit for aught again, as I fear.