"Would you come again half starved, as last time, into the lady's presence ?" Then I called Cyneward, but when he rose up and came to us, Thormod stared at him, crying: "You here, Raud! I thought you were with Ingvar." "Aye, Thormod, I am here--at least Cyneward, who was Raud, is with Wulfric." "Ho! Then you have turned Christian ?" "Aye," answered Cyneward, flushing, though not with shame, for it was the first time he had owned his faith to one of his former comrades.
"Now I thought this likely to happen to some of us," said Thormod, not showing much surprise, "if maybe it is sooner than one might have looked for.

However, that is your concern, not mine.

Keep out of Ingvar's way, though." "I bide here with Wulfric," he answered, having paid no heed to our low-voiced talk.
"Wulfric sails with me to find--Ingvar," said Thormod, and at that Cyneward turned to me in surprise.
"Not Ingvar," said I, "but one in his house.

Will you come with me ?" Then he understood, and his face showed his gladness.
"This is well," he cried; "gladly will I go with you and return with that other." "That is to be seen," I answered, though I thought it surely would be so.

"Now go and see to the arms and all things needful, and send the steward to me, for we have to victual the ship." So I left Thormod with the steward and sought Ingild, telling him what I would do.