"I think we should tell them to go away," said Letha, and looked around at the others for a response.
He left Sechnall in the episcopacy with the men of Eriu until the ship would come which would bear him from the shore of Letha.
"There is much you could not understand, Letha," he told her.
She was a graceful girl, and while gracefulness is sometimes feline, Letha's was more nearly kittenish.
Letha shrugged and leaned back against the tree trunk again, sitting spraddle-legged this time in the hope of catching Evon's eye.
