Moreover, one likes somewhat to talk of." "That is plain enough," said Nunna, laughing.
"Maybe I do talk too much," answered the Norseman.

"It is a failing in my family.

But my sister is worse than I." Then the king laughed again, and so dismissed the shipman, and presently Owen bade me make all preparation for riding to Norton on the morrow early.

Ina would have us take a strong guard, and I should bring them back, either with or without Owen, as things went.
But little sleep had I that night, for I knew too well that from henceforth my life and that of my foster father must lie apart, and how far sundered we might be I could not tell.

There was no love of the Saxon in West Wales, nor of the Welshman in Wessex..