"I knew not myself when they would come. I told you I must leave
you and seek the sea again. It has come true sooner than I
expected."

He took her hands.

"Farewell!" he said again.

She turned her face away.

"I feared you would tire of us," she said, her voice sinking very
low.

"Never, Osla, never! but fate has been too strong for me. They
wait for me now, and I must leave you."

"Farewell, Vandrad!" she said, looking up, and he saw that her
eyes were filled with tears.

"Osla!" he cried, drawing her towards him. She yielded an instant,
and then suddenly broke free and started away.

"Farewell!" she said again, and her voice sounded like a sob.

He did not trust himself to answer, but turned and hurried to the
boat.

They pushed off in silence, the oars dipped in the quiet sound,
and Estein left the Holy Isle.