"That is a true thing."
"Now I am for knowing at last who and what you are. You are one of the race of Odrum the Pagan?"
"Well, I am not denying it, Colum. And what is more, I am Angus MacOdrum, Aonghas mac Torcall mhic Odrum, and the name I am known by is Black Angus."
"A fitting name too," said Colum the Holy, "because of the black sin in your heart, and the black end God has in store for you."
At that Black Angus laughed.
"Why is the laughter upon you, Man-Seal?"
"Well, it is because of the good company I'll be having. But, now, give me the word: Are you for having seen or heard of a woman called Kirsteen M'Vurich?"
"Kirsteen—Kirsteen—that is the good name of a nun it is, and no sea-wanton!"
"O, a name here or a name there is soft sand. And so you cannot be for telling me where my woman is?"
"No."