The wheels had been taken off and set inside it.

Under the piles showed a barrel or two, which it was plain were tar barrels.
"Firewood for a long sea passage," I said.

"And sledges and wagon for a land journey at its end.

One would say that the ship was flitting a whole family to Iceland--the new land to which men go today." "Aye, I have heard of that land, and of families who go there," said Bertric.

"That seems to explain some things, but not why the ship is adrift." "What will be in the house yonder ?" asked Dalfin.
"Maybe it was built for the women of the family," I said.
Now, this was so likely that for the moment the wonder passed.