“You know about it?” I said, surprised. Then as he did not answer, waiting in cold silence for me to speak, I went on: “I told you Cadal and I took a short cut through the forest. If you know the island, you’ll know the track we followed. Just where the path goes down to the sea there’s a pine grove. We found Ulfin—that’s Belasius’ servant—there with the two horses. Cadal wanted to take Ulfin’s horse and get me home quickly, but while we were talking to Ulfin we heard a cry—a scream, rather, from somewhere east of the grove. I went to see. I swear I had no idea the island was there, or what happened there. Nor had Cadal, and if he’d been mounted, as I was, he’d have stopped me. But by the time he’d taken Ulfin’s horse and set off after me I was out of sight, and he thought I’d taken fright and gone home—which is what he’d told me to do—and it wasn’t until he got right back here that he found I hadn’t come this way. He went back for me, but by that time I’d come up with the troop.” I thrust my hands down between my knees, clutching them tightly together. “I don’t know what made me ride down to the island. At least, I do; it was the cry, so I went to see . . . But it wasn’t only because of the cry. I can’t explain, not yet . . .” I took a breath. “My lord—”

“Well?”

“I ought to tell you. A man was killed there tonight, on the island. I don’t know who he was, but I heard that he was a King’s man who has been missing for some days. His body will be found somewhere in the forest, as if a wild beast had killed him.” I paused. There was nothing to be seen in his face. “I thought I should tell you.”

“You went over to the island?”

“Oh, no! I doubt if I’d be alive now if I had. I found out later about the man who was killed. It was sacrilege, they said. I didn’t ask about it.” I looked up at him. “I only went down as far as the shore. I waited there in the trees, and watched it—the dance and the offering. I could hear the singing. I didn’t know then that it was illegal . . . It’s forbidden at home, of course, but one knows it still goes on, and I thought it might be different here. But when my lord Uther knew where I’d been he was very angry. He seems to hate the druids.”