Yet she did not shrink from us.
"I cannot understand it all," she said.

"How comes it that you are here, and thus?
You seem as men who have fought, and are hardly yet restored after the weariness of fight." "We have fought, lady, and have fared ill.

We were captives and have escaped; and as we fled by sea we fell in with this ship when at our wits' end." So I answered, for my comrades looked at me.

The fight was mine, so to speak.
"It seems well for me," she said, smiling somewhat sadly.

"I had no thought but to be burnt.