It was naught to us, but it made the landsman start and look upward as if expecting to see somewhat carried away, while I laughed at him.
"Work first and food afterward," said Bertric.

"We must tend ship while wind is little, if at all.

Why, we are not more than half starved yet, for barley bread stands by one nobly." "Give me somewhat to do, and maybe I shall forget the hunger," Dalfin answered ruefully.

"Which of you two is to be captain ?" "Bertric," I said at once.

"That is his place by all right." "It is an old trade of mine," the Saxon said quietly "Well, it is to be seen if I can justify my sayings of myself." The sun had set by the time we boarded the ship, but we had not noticed it in the bright twilight.