I could see her face plainly, and it was fair and troubled, but there was no fear in her looks.
"Father, is this you ?" she said quietly.
I could make no answer to that, and she looked intently at me; for the moon was beyond me, and both Kolgrim and I would seem black against it, as she came from the light within, while the wind, keen with salt spray, was blowing in her face.
"Who is it ?" she said again.

"I can scarcely see for moon and wind in my eyes." "Friends, lady," I said, for that at least was true in a way.
"Where are my horses?
Have you seen aught of our thralls, who should have left them ?" she asked, looking to whence we had just taken the beasts.
Now I was ashamed to have taken them, for she was so plainly alone and helpless, and I could not understand altogether how it could be so.

I was sure that she was Danish, too.
"How is it that you have not fled, lady ?" I asked.

"Surely you should have gone." "Ay; but the thralls fled when they heard the news.

Has not my father sent you back for me ?" This seemed a terrible plight for the maiden, and I knew not what to say or do.