“I have.”

“Where?”

“At his journey’s end. His boat’s hauled up for three days. I heard him give the order. Then, I saw him wait for her and meet her. I saw them”⁠—he stopped as though he were suffocating, and began again⁠—“I saw them walking side by side, last night.”

“What did you do?”

“Nothing.”

“What are you going to do?”

He dropped into a chair, and laughed. Immediately afterwards, a great spirt of blood burst from his nose.

“How does that happen?” asked Riderhood.