"Interesting," Gees observed. "I hope to be back in London before the eleventh of October. If not, I shall stay in bed that night."
"Thorfinn Thorfinnsson, the Viking in question, has not appeared on any of the occasions that I have watched for him," the vicar said.
"Oh, you took that much trouble?" Gees asked.
"I did. He existed, past question, and I believe he is buried on the site, long ship and all. Now, since you seem interested, a digression. Have you ever heard of the Daione Shih—Duione Sidhe"—he spelt out both forms of the words—"the Shee, as they are best known?"
Gees quoted:
"There was a breeze in the whispering fern.
And a star that danced in the stream.
When the Men of Peace came riding by
Betwixt a dream and a dream.
'Twixt Beltane fire and Hallow-e'en
Men that have
