Cathal sat astride his horse and watched attentively.

Used to yelling at his sailors, Hilke's voice was strong and authoritative as he questioned the strangers.

One man, the group's leader, with his features hidden by a rag, answered strongly in Frisian accented English. "Ye will all depart Friesland on the morrow. Leave the cows and yer coin will all be returned to ye!"

Hilke needed no prompting to reply. "Why must this be so, ...