"Now, what is it you two want. I think it"s a boon because of the way you"re dressed, in your best white robes. Speak up then," he added after both young men looked nervously at each other.
Klondor knelt down on the ground and Pettic began his speech.
"Sir," he began, "my friend kneels before you in supplication. He knows he is not worthy, but he wished to ask one thing and one thing only. That thing is that he be allowed to pay court to your eldest daughter, the beautiful Beline."
Here the headman stopped him. "My wife is the one you should be putting this request to, not me. I"ll go and get her."
He entered the hut and shortly came out with his wife, as tiny a woman as her husband was large, but with a fierce, independent look in her eye. She spoke to Pettic.
"I understand you have
