Wilding's eyes met his, and their gaze was calm.
"Where have you bestowed this messenger ?" quoth he.
"He is here in Bridgwater, in bed, at the Bell Inn, whence he sent for you to Zoyland Chase.

Suspecting trouble, I rode to him at once myself." "Come, then," said Wilding.

"We'll go talk with him.

This matter needs probing ere we decide on flight.

You do not seem to have sought to discover who were the thieves, nor other matters that it may be of use to know." "Rat me!" swore Trenchard.