Finally Stone spoke, “I don’t believe it! You mean to tell me all of Drake’s tales are true?”
“Sir Francis was here,” Athis said, “Making promises of peace ~ and quiet for all.”
“And then he showed up?” Stone asked, nodding toward the still staring Hyphen-Dash.
Athis nodded eloquently, “One hopes arrival ~ will before the winter storms ~ precede departure.”
Stone, who had a hold full of provisions, from plows to cows, replied simply, “I have my orders.”
Marlowe sensed the tension and stepped in to the fray, saying, “Perhaps a feast of welcome and thanksgiving is in order before any rash decisions are taken?”