Truly he came to the church with me, and there he stood and stared at all that went on, quietly and reverently enough, but in such wise that I thought that he had somewhere seen the like before.

So presently when we came forth from the church I asked him if he had no knowledge of the faith.
"Ay," he said; "I have helped to burn a church or two in my time, and now I am sorry therefor.

I have heard good words in this place, so that I think I know why you were ready to risk gold to free a captive.

Let me go with you again." "I will find some good priest who shall tell you more and teach you," said I.
But he shook his head.
"That is another matter," he answered.

"Let be for a time.