And yet I'll bet he's brave enough, too.

If he had an enemy he could see and touch, he'd fight all right." But Fred had more to think about now than what had happened, or what might have happened, either.

He was more interested in what was to come next.

He went along, flashing his torch.

There was no sound at the thin wall, where he stopped, when he reached it, to listen for the sound of voices in the great hall.