"Sometimes the seas turn traitor, and sometimes the savages.

I have had so many narrow escapes of my life, I can't expect my luck to last for ever." He made a second attempt to change the subject.

"I wonder whether you're likely to pay another visit to Ireland?
My cottage is entirely at your disposal, Iris dear.

Oh, when I'm out of the way, of course! The place seemed to please your fancy, when you saw it.

You will find it well taken care of, I answer for that." Iris asked who was taking care of his cottage.
The wild lord's face saddened.