10/38 If all your charges are like that maiden we had better begone. Little nunnery training is there about her sword play." Then the sister shrank back into the cabin, and the men stared after her with a kind of awe, as at a Valkyrie of the old faith who had come to my help. There was a man whom she had smitten who was binding up a wound in his bare forearm. I believe that she stayed a shrewd blow from me. But I seek someone, and must needs see your people. |