There we could see all the wild Exmoor hills before us, with the sea away to our right, and Thorgils shewed us where lay, under the very headlands of the hills we were crossing, the place where his folk had their haven.

He said that he could see the very smoke from the hearths, but maybe that was only because he knew where it ought to be, and we laughed at him.
So we came to the outskirts of Norton, and all the way we had seen no man.

The hills were deserted, save by wild things, and of them there was plenty.

And now for the first time I saw men living in houses built of stone from ground to roof, and that was strange to me.

We Saxons cannot abide aught but good timber.