He sailed, and then I heard of the fight for the first time." Howel laughed a little to himself.
"Master Evan must have paid my rascals well to keep up the story of the sick man to Thorgils, for he said nothing to me of any fight.
Maybe, however, he never spoke to any of them, and it is likely that they would not say much to him.

And now, by the Round Table! if you are not the mad Norseman they prated of to me when I wanted to know who slew the two men, and if you are not the sick man that Nona is so anxious about! Here, she must come and see you!" With that he got up and went to the door before I could stay him, and called gaily to the princess, whose horse I could hear stamping high above us.
"Ho, Nona, here is a friend of yours whom you will be glad to see.
Ask Father Govan to let you come hither, and bid the men take your horse." So I must make the best of it, and I will say that I felt foolish enough.

It was in my mind, though, that I owed many thanks to the princess for all her kind thought for me as sick man.

I had already said as much to Howel.

So I began to try to frame some sort of speech for her.