Ulric answered little, but he thought, and spoke it not.
"These twain are Jews, but one is as a free Northman, a warrior, and the other is as a slave in spirit, fearing the Romans even more than he hateth them. I like not Abbas. He would sell me and mine as if we were cattle. Ben Ezra proveth a true friend and I will abide by his sayings. Here cometh a party!"
Looking along the highway at that moment, he saw chariots and horsemen, but no flag nor any armor.
"Who are these?" he asked of Ben Ezra.
"Let them come nearer," said the Jew. "It is likely they are travelers of importance. Halt thy men at the roadside and we will see."
At the word the Saxons halted, leaving the road free, and they were all willing to stand and watch this company that came.
Four chariots there were, but the one which came first was gilded and carven and was drawn by four white horses. Over it was a silken canopy, and in it sat three veiled women. Of these two were on a front seat, behind the charioteers. He who drove was black and exceedingly uncomely, and beside him sat a large brown man bearing a spear and girded with a sword. These were turbaned and their apparel was good, but not upon them did the eyes of Ulric linger. On the back seat of the chariot, half reclining, was the third woman, and he said to himself:
"This is the princess and the others are her servants. I would see a princess of this country."
Forward he strode three paces, and Knud said to Wulf the Skater:
"How splendid is the youth of our jarl, with his golden hair and his face like that of Odin! There is none other like him!"