Then she set her hand on the little chest of gold which stood on the deck by her and opened it.
"I am going to ask you to wear some of these things," she said, half shyly.

"I have a fancy to see you three as you should be, with the things which belong to your rank on you." Bertric shook his head at that.

"No, lady," he said.

"What need ?" "Maybe I would see my friends as they should be," she answered.
"Maybe I would fain for once give the gifts a queen may give, if never again.

And maybe it is as well that some of these treasures should be shared among us because we know not what may come." "Well," said Bertric, laughing, "maybe they will not be so likely to go overboard without us." Now, I cannot tell all that was in her mind, but so she would have it; and as it was true enough that if we were wrecked we were more likely to save somewhat if it was on us, we let her have her way.
So in the end she chose out the heavy golden bracelets which Bertric and I should wear, and then asked Dalfin, laughing, what was the token of the rank of a prince in his land.