It was not the weapon of a thrall.
That Ina saw also, and he came down from the high place, and stood and looked in the face of this one who would have slain him, fixedly for a minute.
Then he said, speaking to Owen in a low voice: "Justice has been done, as it seems to me.

Justice from a higher hand than mine, moreover." Then he went back to his place, and standing there said in the dead hush that was on us all: "It would seem that this man thought that he had somewhat against me, indeed, but I do not know him, or who his brother may have been.

Nor have I slain any man save in open field of battle at any time, as all men know, save and except that I may be said to have done so by the arm of the law.

Yet even so, our Wessex dooms are not such as take life but for the most plain cause, and that seldom as may be.

Is there any one here who has knowledge of this man who calls himself Morgan of Dyvnaint?
It seems to me that I have heard the name before." Now Owen had gone back to his place, and while one or two thanes came forward and looked in the face of the man, whom they had not yet seen plainly, he spoke to the king, and Ina seemed to wonder at what he heard.
Then Herewald the ealdorman said: "That is the name of one of the two Devon princes of the West Welsh, cousins of Gerent the king.