He let at me with his left hand, and I gave him my right between his eyes, and he blinked, and was not pleased with it.

I feared him not, and spared him not, neither spared myself.

My breath came again, and my heart stood cool, and my eyes struck fire no longer.

Only I knew that I would die sooner than shame my birthplace.

How the rest of it was I know not; only that I had the end of it, and helped to put Robin in bed..