Josef seems disappointed when told of the possibly dangerous crossbowman.
"Pity," he says, "Weissbruck has some good taverns. Still, I suppose it's not worth the risk..." He waits, evidently hoping someone will dispute this and decide to stay, "... Oh well, I'll take the old girl upriver a bit, and moor on the other side for tonight. That ought to stop 'em, if this is the same fellow from back in Altdorf."
Later than evening, the group is sat in the Berebeli's cabin eating one of Gilda's delicious fish stews when the boat gives a little lurch. Josef suddenly sits upright.
"Someone's come aboard," he says in a whisper. Suddenly black smoke billows out of the stove. "The smokestack's blocked!" he says, starting to cough from the acrid black smoke that begins to fill the cabin.