"What?" Wil is horrified. "But -" "I took a vow, Wil, and it included not lying." "But -" "I should have told Father Gethyl about Cyrward, at least." Aldus is staring fixedly at his bag, as though maximum concentration is needed to do up the button. Then he frowns and looks to one side. "That may have been part of the problem, actually, not just his inability to stay in one place." "What?" Wil is more confused than ever. "Never mind." Aldus looks back at Wil. "I have told the truth now, and Father Gethyl can deal with it. All of it, if necessary, depending on what happens in Milburh." He starts threading thin leather straps through back of the bag. "I must do my penance elsewhere."