I thought that he was the man who picked up my dropped horn, and I was sorry for him.
However, that was not much concern of mine, so we passed to other talk for a little, and then Elfrida said: "Are there any tidings of my maiden?
I fear for her." "None at all," the ealdorman said.

"Here is a strange thing, Oswald; for that girl whom you so nearly rode over last evening is as clean gone as if she had never been.

None saw her go, but when supper time came she was nowhere to be found.

Nor is there any trace of her now." I felt as if I had expected to hear that the Welsh girl had gone as well as the thrall, and I cannot say that I was surprised; though as they had failed in whatever they meant to compass this time, I could not see why they should not have tried again.
"Whence came she," I asked as carelessly as I could.

"Maybe she has only gone home, fearing blame for dropping that horn." "She has no home to go to, that we ken.