“And you, dear!”
“And now--now,” she went on, “we're not prisoners any more, but--”
“Everything coming our way? Is that it?”
“That's it. They dragged you out, after the battle, from under a big heap of bodies under the wall.”
“Outside or inside?”
“Outside, on the beach. They brought you in, for dead, boy. And I guess they had an awful time about you, from what I've found out--”
“Big powwow, and all that?”
“Yes. If you'd died, they'd have gone on a huge war expedition out to the islands, wherever those are, and simply wiped out the rest of the Lanskaarn. But--”
“I'm glad I didn't,” he interrupted. “No more killing from now on! We want all the living humans we can get; we need 'em in our business!”
Stern was growing excited; the girl had to calm him once more.