“What of my men?” I said.

“Glad enough they will be that you have escaped,” he said.  “They will be all the more ready to do so themselves when they have the chance.  They shall have such as I can give them.  Leave them to me, for they fought and stood by you well.”

“Asbiorn,” I said then, “maybe I shall be able to thank you for this someday.”

“Mayhap,” he answered lightly.  “Now, no more words; but take your chance as it comes.  The sail is in the boat, and the course is due east hence.  If the wind holds you should make the land by to morrow at noon.  Hasten, for your time is short.  There is a watch forward, and they may see you.”

He lashed the helm with a deft turn or two, and stood for a moment with his eyes on the sail.  The ship was heading due north, and Heidrek’s two ships were some three miles ahead of us.  This ship of ours was slow, if stout and weatherly.  Then he went forward quickly, never looking behind him.

“Have you heard, Dalfin?” I asked; and he answered that he had, and that he was ready.

“Follow me closely,” I said.  “I am going to cast off the boat’s painter and go over the side with it in my hand.  You will be close on me.”

With that I drew myself up through the hatch, and crawled under cover of the long bale of canvas—­which, doubtless, Asbiorn had set where it was on purpose—­to the cleat, cast off the line, and swung myself overboard with as little noise as possible.  The boat came up and nearly ran over me; but I had expected that, and was ready.  The ship slipped away from me strangely quickly.  Still, there was no shout from her, and so far all was well.  Then came Dalfin, later than I had expected, for his head was at my heels as I left the hatchway.

He came slowly over the gunwale on all fours, and let himself go with a splash, which I thought every man in the ship must have heard.  He fell on his back, with his arms in the air, grasping somewhat in them, which I thought was some man who tried to hold him.  Yet I had not seen one come aft.  Then there seemed to be a fight in the water where he was, and with that I left the boat to herself.  There was a long, deep swell running, but it did not break, and I was maybe fourscore yards from him.  The boat would drift after me with the wind, and I swam to his help with all my might.  I could see him as the rollers lifted me on their crests now and then, and round him the white water flew as he struggled with somewhat.  At that time I saw the tall figure of Asbiorn on the fast-lessening stern of the ship, and with him was another man.  One of them seemed to come right aft and look over the stern, and then stooped to the cleat where the painter had been fast.  Then both went to the helm, and bided there.  Neither looked into the cabin hatch, so far as I could tell.