It will be the quiet life of the homestead and the saeter which I love." She sighed, and there was a far-off look in her eyes as if she saw again the Norse mountains and streams and the flower-edged glaciers, and heard the song of the maidens on the pastures round the saeters, and the homing call for the cattle, and longed for them.
"What of yourselves ?" she said presently, and a little timidly as I thought.
"We shall not be content till we have seen you in safety, and in Norway if that may be," I answered.

"That is all we have to think of now." "We are two men at a loose end if we have not you to follow as your courtmen," added Bertric.

"We would pray you not to turn us off." "It is good to hear you speak so," she said, with a smile that was of sheer relief.

"But it is a barren service, though I would not part with you if it must be put in that way.

I think that I could not have found better friends, and I fear nothing while you are near." So she went on to thank us for all our thought for her, as if we did something wonderful, and we were fain to laugh and make light of it.
"Now we are bound for Norway," said Bertric.