"Roight ye are, young mistress, roight ye are, can't be too careful in these dark days, thass what oi says.  It's good fortune what you made it here, fer Word frum them three dozen Viceni refugees we got here in yon courtyard is there's a queer band of Elves goin' about murderin' folk and burnin' down they homes.  You get in 'ere where it's safe!"