It is a brave heart that will jest in such a case as yours, for you are ice from head to foot.

Well, I had better hear your story, if you will tell it me, in the daylight.

Now get those wet garments off you and put on this.

I will get you food, and you shall sleep." This was surely the last place where my foes would think of looking for me, and the snow would hide every trace of my path.

So I made no delay, but took off my byrnie and garments.