I remembered the reckoning he owed you, I remembered that he had sought to send you to your death; I saw the boy's body still warm and bleeding upon the ground, and I struck him with my knuckles on the mouth.

Like the cowardly ruffian he was, he made a pass at me with his sword before I had got mine out.

I avoided it narrowly, and we set to work.
"People rushed in and would have stopped us, but I cursed them so whilst I fenced, swearing to kill any man that came between us, that they held off and waited.

I didn't keep them overlong.

I was no raw youngster fresh from the hills of Scotland.