"We hope, little; but there is a great deal of risk. We may be able
to beach the ship safely, though she will be of no use thereafter."
"And if not?"
"She must break up, and all we can hope for is that she will not be
far from shore. We shall have to take to the boat or swim."
"I can swim well," she said. "I have heard you laugh at the prince
because he cannot do so. What of him?"
But those two joined us at this time, and I did not answer, at
least directly. Only, I told Dalfin that he had better get hold of
somewhat, which might stand him in as good stead as had Heidrek's
steersman's bench, in case it was wanted. Whereon he laughed, and
said that the luck of the O'Neills would be all that he needed,
while Bertric went without a word and cut the lashing of the ship's
oars, and set two handy on the after deck.
Now we could see the beach and the white ranks of breakers which
lay between us and it. Bertric looked long as we neared the first
line of them, and counted them, and his face brightened.
"Look at the beach," he said to me. "It is high water, and spring
tide, moreover. There will be water enough for our light draught.
Get Gerda forward, for the sea will break over the stern the moment
we touch the ground."
I looked at him, and he nodded and smiled.
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