It is a pity you are sick.

Are you very sick ?' 'The papers--the papers from the kilta.

The maps and the murasla!' He held out the key impatiently; for the present need on his soul was to get rid of the loot.
'You are quite right.

That is correct Departmental view to take.

You have got everything ?' 'All that was handwritten in the kilta I took.