The ship swayed gently to the dying swell, and the sail flapped idly against the mast, while ever we looked to see the longships of Heidrek coming in the offing in search of us.
Once I climbed the mast, and was glad to see no sign of his sails.
Though we must have baffled him for the time, we could not have sailed far ere the wind failed.

Presently, in the shelter of the boats, we fitted ourselves out afresh from the courtman's chest, and felt more like ourselves again.

We set the mail we needed no longer for the time in the chest, and that done, longed for the wind which did not come.

It was breathless.
The awning grew stifling, and Gerda left it for our midday meal, coming to the after deck, and sitting there with us.

Presently she looked at our dress and smiled, jesting a little.