He put a finger to the corner of each eye , and pushed it up till his eyes narrowed to slits . ` Why , you look just like a Chinaman ! ' cried Dan . ` Was the man a Chinaman ? ' ' I know not what that may be . Witta had found him half dead among ice on the shores of Muscovy . We thought he was a devil . He crawled before us and brought food in a silver dish which these sea-wolves had robbed from some rich abbey , and Witta with his own hands gave us wine . He spoke a little in French , a little in South Saxon , and much in the Northman 's tongue . We asked him to set us ashore , promising to pay him better ransom than he would get price if he sold us to the Moors -- as once befell a knight of my acquaintance sailing from Flushing . ' `` Not by my father Guthrum 's head , '' said he . `` The Gods sent ye into my ship for a luck-offering . '' ` At this I quaked , for I knew it was still the Danes ' custom to sacrifice captives to their Gods for fair weather . ' `` A plague on thy four long bones ! '' said Hugh . `` What profit canst thou make of poor old pilgrims that can neither work nor fight ? '' ' `` Gods forbid I should fight against thee , poor Pilgrim with the Singing Sword , '' said he . `` Come with us and be poor no more . Thy teeth are far apart , which is a sure sign thou wilt travel and grow rich . '' ' `` What if we will not come ? ''
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