Any wind is better than this doubt of what may come." "Aye," I said.

"We may be blown back into the arms of old Heidrek.
What say you to taking one of these boats, or fitting out our own with their oars, and so trying to make the coast?
Even Heidrek would pay no heed to a boat." "We may have to do that yet," answered my friend.

"Heidrek is not coming, or he would have sought this ship under oars at once.

That Arnkel must have beaten him soundly--is that likely ?" "I think so," I said.

"Every warrior would be in his war gear at that funeral, and it would be a full gathering of the king's folk.
Now, I wonder how Arnkel explained the making away of the lady to her people." "One may think of many lies he could tell.