was

nodded. All

nodded. All reports indicated the magician was indeed a man of temper. "Did he say ought to you of his errand?"
"Nothing. He tested my knowledge on various matters, sneering at my replies, then whirled and strode away. He muttered foully at what he called my ignorance of the Old Stones."
"I know little of the Old Stones, myself," said Raedulf, "except that they stand somewhere in this region of Briton."
"They form a round figure, and are ten leagues south and west from here. That was all I could respond to the ancient's test."
Raedulf grew alert. "He wished to know where the Old Stones stand, then?"
"Why . . . I think not. Seemingly he knew, and was but trying my knowledge." The friar hesitated with puckered face. "Think you the ancient scamp made a pretense of trying