I'm keeping my eye open for 'un--walked the coast for miles, I have, looking for him.

He won't take me unawares, same as Turold." His eyes searched the cliffs behind them.
"You may not recognize him if you meet him.

It is thirty years since you saw him.

A man changes a lot in thirty years." "That's true, 'tis a thought which never crossed my mind." Thalassa's look was troubled.
"As you've told me this story you'd better leave it in my hands, and not go looking for anybody with that knife of yours." "What be you going to do ?" "I must go to Scotland Yard and tell them your story.

It's the only chance." "And get me into trouble ?" "There's not much fear of that.