“You intend to attack Furstenberg?”
“Yes.”
“When?”
“This afternoon.”
Kurzbold turned to his following:
“Brethren,” he said, “you have heard this conversation, and it needs no comment from me.”
Apparently the discussion was to receive no comment from the others either. They stood there glum and disconcerted, as if the trend of affairs had taken an unexpected turn.
“I think,” said one, “we had better retire and consult again.”
This was unanimously agreed to, and once more they disembarked upon the island, and moved forward to their Witenagemot. Still Greusel and Ebearhard said nothing, but watched the men disappear through the trees. Roland looked at one after another with a smile.
“I see,” he said, “that you disapprove of my conduct.”