He thought you done for, no doubt, and so fell back on certainty, as one may say.

It is a marvel you escaped the great rifts in yon cliffs in the storm.

Now he will hear that you are none the worse, and he will be sorry he paid me." Thorgils laughed grimly, but Nona sighed at the downfall of the man she had liked.

As for myself, it mattered little what became of him, so far as I was concerned.

Howel's men were hunting him as I knew, and I only hoped they might catch him, for then we might learn more of the plotting that was on hand from him.