So Astrid and Vagn turned back, and Sigurd sauntered about for a time, as if watching the shipping. Presently he wandered down to a boatman.
"Lend me your boat for an hour or two, my friend," he said, handing the man a coin.
"Willingly," responded the man, pushing out his craft and putting the oars into it. "Business is not so good these days; I fear that I may have to go with Jarl Eirik if I want to make money!"
"Better not," laughed Sigurd, "you might meet Jomsborg steel, and that would be bad luck."
The man chuckled as he shoved Sigurd off. "No danger, my lord! If I'm not here when you return, just pull the boat up and leave her."
Sigurd nodded, and pulled slowly from the shore. He did not head straight out to the ship, but visited other craft first, asking questions of their crews and appearing simply curious. After a little he reached the side of Ulf's ship, and slipping under the side opposite the shore, clambered over the rail.
As he set foot on the deck, a tall man rose and faced him. "Who are you and what do you want?"
Sigurd smiled and took off his fur cap. "I want Ulf Ringsson, and I am Sigurd Buisson of Bornholm."
Ulf grasped his hand with a cry of surprise, and led him to the cabin.
"The crew is ashore, but it is best to take no chances. Now what are you doing here? I heard you had been taken by Hakon."