"Fill in the graves and cover up the carrion," said Hunston; "and then let us get away and make merry."
The girl stepped up and interposed herself.
"Begone and leave the rest to me,"
"To you?"
"Aye."
"What for?"
"It was so agreed," said one of the men.
"Let us pray for them now," said the girl. "Surely, having destroyed their bodies, you do not wish them any further harm."
She waited for no reply, but falling upon her knees, was soon lost in holy meditation, her hands clasped fervently, her head bent upon her breast.
The men doffed their hats reverently and glided noiselessly away.