Dalfin went quickly, and helped her over the slanting timbers of the house, where they blocked the way, and so she came aft to us.

She had taken off her mail, and had put on a warm, blue kirtle over her white dress, and had made some differences otherwise, which are past my setting down.

But now she looked fresh and bright after the rest, and the utmost of the trouble had gone from her face.
She greeted us as if we were old friends of her own household, and that was good.

Then she sat on the steersman's bench, which we set for her, and asked of the sea and wind, and the chances of the day, brightly.

And so at last Bertric said what was nearest to his mind.
"The wind will be here shortly, lady, and meanwhile we were thinking of our breakfast.