And as he heard he smiled and did as he had done to Dalfin, signing and saying words I could not understand.

I had no doubt that it was a welcome, so I bowed, and he smiled at me.
"I was sorely terrified, my sons," he said.

"I thought you some of these heathen Danes--or Norse men, rather, from your arms.

But I pray you do not think that I fled from martyrdom." "You fled from somewhat, father," said Dalfin dryly; "what was it ?" The father pointed and smiled uneasily.
"My son," he said slowly, "I came to this place to be free from the sight of--of aught but holy men.

If there were none but men among you, even were you the Lochlann I took you for--and small wonder that I did--I had not fled.