I had never heard or thought the like.

I did not know that it could be in the minds of men so to speak and write.

I thought that I would ask Phelim more concerning it at some time if I had the chance.
The brethren rose up with still faces and happy, and the vespers were over.

We went out into the wind again, and across to the cell they had given us, and there they gave us a supper of barley bread and milk, setting aside some for Gerda in a beautiful silver bowl, which Phelim said had come from the shore after a wreck long ago.
Now, we three had some thought that one of us had better watch through the night, if only for Gerda's comfort.

But Phelim heard us speak thereof, and laughed.
"My sons," he said, "there is naught to watch against in all this little island, save only the ghostly foe, against whom your arms were of no avail.