I had never seen such splendid vessels, for they were higher and longer than any which sailed our northern waters, while their lines were clean cut and graceful as those of the little ship which had brought us hither so well--Thorwald's favourite cutter.
Now Bertric lifted up his head, for he had been finding his breath again after that last despairing pull, and he looked to the westward and pointed without a word.

Round a great point which barred the view beyond the island came two ships, and their sails were brown.

They were Heidrek's, and no doubt were looking for their boat.

The men left on the island saw them at about the same time, and lit a fire to show where they were.

They had not gone from the sand hills yet.
"Heidrek is running into danger," Bertric said grimly.
The enemy hailed again at that moment.