Or, better still, to sew some cockle shells into your hats, go home as holy men who have made the pilgrimage, marry the richest wives that you can find, and forget Masouda the widow, and Al-je-bal and Salah-ed-din and the lady about whom he has dreamed a dream.
Only then," she added in a changed voice, "remember, you must leave the horses Flame and Smoke behind you." "We wish to ride those horses," said Wulf lightly, and Godwin turned on her with anger in his eyes.
"You seem to know our story," he said, "and the mission to which we are sworn.

What sort of knights do you think us, then, that you offer us counsel which is fitter for those spies from whom you learn your tidings?
You talk of our lives.

Well, we hold our lives in trust, and when they are asked of us we will yield them up, having done all that we may do." "Well spoken," answered Masouda.

"Ill should I have thought of you had you said otherwise.

But why would you go to Al-je-bal ?" "Because our uncle at his death bade us so to do without fail, and having no other counsel we will take that of his spirit, let come what may." "Well spoken again! Then to Al-je-bal you shall go, and let come what come may--to all three of us!" "To all three of us ?" said Wulf.