Afterwards, I found that they were washed ashore from wrecks at different times.
Then we went back to the shore in all haste.

I had doubts as to whether Gerda would care to be left alone in this strange place, but she laughed, and said that there was naught to fear.

The two old brothers had gone their way to their own cells, and would not come forth again till vesper time, as Phelim told us.

She had the little village, if one may call it so, to herself, therefore, till we returned.

But Phelim set his crook against the hut wall as he went.
"The pigs need a stick at times," he said; "it may be handy." The tide had ebbed far when we reached the place of the wreck again, and had bared a long, black reef, which, with never an opening in it, reached as far as we could see along the shore.