“What wert thou saying? Tell me; if thou wilt not, I will ask John Scarpa.”
“Thou wert well not to ask. Keep thy tongue still.”
“There is some ill-feeling toward me. It hath been growing this long while. Is it thy whispering against me?”
“Ask Tulloch why he would not meet thee? Ask John Scarpa what Suneva Glumm said last night?”
“Little need for me to do that, since thou can tell me.”
Snorro spoke not.
“Snorro?”
“Yes, master.”
“How many years hast thou been with me?”
“Thou knows I came to thee a little lad.”