We had a fair breeze from the southwest over our quarter as the tide set up channel, but now it had turned and Thorgils was wearing ship.

The new list of the deck flung the door to, and none noticed it, for it was dark now except for the light of the rising moon, and I suppose that the other noises of the ship prevented Evan hearing that the door had closed.
I felt rested with the short sleep, and now seemed the time to try to get free if ever.

I got my left hand out of the bandages where I had hidden it, and began to claw at my chin to try to free it from the swathings that kept my mouth closed, but I could hardly get at them, so tightly were my elbows lashed behind my back, and it became plain that I must get them loose first if I could.

It was easy to get the bandages loose, but the knotted cord was a different matter, for the men who tied it knew something of the work, and the cord was not a new one and would not stretch.
Then I heard two of the Norseman talking close to the cabin bulkhead.
"This is as good a passage as we shall ever make in the old keel," one said; "but we shall not fetch Tenby on this tide.

Will Thorgils put in elsewhere, I wonder ?" "We could make the old landing place in an hour," was the answer, "and we had better wait for tide there than box about in the open channel in this cold.