Chapter 35

"My wife sent some herbs to treat some common ailments," Lorne said, loudly. "Is there a wise woman among you who knows how to dispense the herbs appropriately?"

"Granny Abernathy knows, but she's sick herself, I fear from hunger," one of the crofters said.

"Do you know the way to her hut?" Lorne asked.

"Aye."

"Take what food you need and ride with two of our men to her hut. They'll bring the herb