"It will be strange if, among all, you do not find what will suit you." Now there was no difficulty in finding suits of the best for the other two.

There were seven in all in the chest, and we set two aside.

Dalfin was tall and slight, and very active, and Bertric was square and sturdy, and maybe half a head shorter than either of us.
But after the way of my forebears, both Norse and Scottish, I was somewhat bigger than most men whom I have met, though not so much in height as in breadth of shoulder.

Maybe, however, I was taller than Dalfin, for I think he was not over six feet.
So it happened that as Dalfin, in all light-heartedness, as if no enemy was nearer than Ireland, took up suit after suit of the bright ring mail and stretched them across my shoulders, trying to fit me, not one of these would do by any means.

Gerda stood by us, watching quietly.
"It does not matter," I said at last.