Now, lady--for as yet we do not know your name--we will rig the forward awning for you, and there you shall sleep.

Here is this bed, and if there is aught else--" "My name is Gerda," she answered, smiling.

"I forgot that you could not know it.

Yes, I am weary, and what you will do is most kind.
See, there is one chest there which I would have with me.

It holds the gear that was my grandmother's, and I may surely use it in my need.