THORFINN [Recovering himself]. You were mistaken.
THRALL. Yes, master.
THORFINN. How many men are we?
THRALL. Oh—half three score I think.
THORFINN. Are you afraid to die, thrall?
THRALL. How can I be when I believe that I shall be saved?
[Crosses himself.]
THORFINN. What does that mean?
THRALL. The bishop has taught us to do that.
THORFINN. I forgot that you are a Christian.