"It is across the town certainly." That was bad for me, perhaps, but I should find that out presently.
So we went across the open, and came to the road through the town along which I had been before.

It was clearer, though there were yet many people about.
Now when we were in the shadow of the first houses, Thora stopped suddenly and looked hard at me.
"Will you tell me if I am heading you into danger ?" she said.
"What danger is possible ?" I answered.

"There are no Saxons here yet." "Not one ?" she said meaningly.

"I may be wrong--it does seem unlikely but I think you do not belong to us.

Your speech is not like ours altogether, and your helm is gold encircled, as if you were a king." "Lady," I said, "why should you think that I am not of your people?
Let us go on to the jarl." "Now I know that you are not.