But now I would not do as then--quite differently would I do, Norhala; for I have learned much.

I am sorry that those that you loved died as they did.

I am in truth sorry!" There was a curious lurking sardonicism in the words, an undertone of mockery.

Was what he really meant that in those years he had learned to inflict greater agonies, more exquisite tortures?
If so, Norhala apparently did not sense that interpretation.

Indeed, she seemed to be interested, her wrath abating.
"No," the hoarse voice rumbled dispassionately.