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seemed to him food fit for a king's board. But he could

not eat more than a few mouthfuls.



"I have not yet thanked you for saving my life," he

said as he rested against the tree.



Hal lowered his gray eyes, flushing, genuinely ill at

ease. "Never mind that," he mumbled. There was no

hint about him now of the power that had cowed the cap-

tain and his armed troops. Alan had never believed in



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warlocks; it was his hunger-fogged brain, he thought,

that had imagined strange words and a stranger glance

half a day before. Still, the horses had run away in spite

of curbs and cuffs. . . . What sort of oddity was his new

companion, that he could sow such fear with a glance?



"How did you come to be in such a pass?" Hal broke

the silence. "Were you robbed?"
"Ay." Alan was still too weak for much speech.



Hal phrased his next question with diplomacy. In those

days, when men could be outlawed for stealing a loaf of