We passed down the straggling shoreward street, and as we neared the waterside we heard the shouts and laughter of the strangers plainly enough.  And over the houses were the mastheads of their three ships.  One of them had a forked red flag, whereon was a raven worked in black, so well that it was easy to see what bird it was meant for.  It was the raven of the Danish sea kings, but that meant naught to us yet.  The terror which went before and the weeping that bided after that flag were yet to come.

The next thing was that from the haven rode swiftly half a dozen mounted men toward us, and the first glance told us that here were warriors whose very war gear was new to us.  Three of them had close-fitting coats of ring mail, and wore burnished round helms of bronze or steel; while the others, who were also helmed, had jerkins of buff leather, gilded and cut in patterns on the edges of the short sleeves and skirts.  Their arms were bare, save that one had heavy golden bracelets above the elbow; and they all wore white trousers, girt to the leg loosely with coloured cross-gartering, which reached higher than ours.  I had never seen such mail as theirs, and straightway I began to wonder if I might not buy a suit from them.

But most different from any arming of ours was that each had a heavy axe either in his hand or slung to his saddle, and that their swords were longer, with very handsome hilts.  Only two had spears, and these were somewhat shorter than ours and maybe heavier.  They were better armed warriors than ever I had seen before, even at Winchester.

Some word passed among these men as they saw us; but they came on, making no sign of enmity of any sort.  Perhaps that was because, being in hunting gear and with naught more than the short sword and seax one always wears, we had no weapons, and were plainly on peaceful business.

And as in spite of their arms they seemed peaceful enough also, my cousin and I waited for them, so that they pulled up to speak to us, that man who wore the bracelets being at their head.

“Friends,” said my cousin quietly, as they stared at him, “there is no war in the land, and we are wont to welcome strangers.  No need for all this weapon wearing.”

“Faith, I am glad to hear it,” said the leader, with a grim smile.  “We thought there might be need.  There mostly is when we come ashore.”

One could understand him well enough, if his speech was rougher than ours.  The words were the same, if put together somewhat differently and with a new way of speaking them.  It was only a matter of thinking twice, as it were, and one knew what he meant.  Also he seemed to understand us better than we him, doubtless by reason of years of travelling and practice in different tongues of the northern lands.

“The arms somewhat terrify our folk,” said my cousin, not heeding the meaning which might lie in the words of the chief.  “But I suppose you have put in for food and water.”