Starke went back to the sweep. It bit into the sea, sending the skiff
in a swift arc away from Rann's ship.
Grapnels flew, hooking the skiff at thwart and gunwale. Bows appeared
in the hands of the men, wicked curving things with barbed metal shafts
on the string. The man said again, politely, "Come aboard."
Hugh Starke finished untying Beudag. He didn't speak. There seemed to
be nothing to say. He stood back while she climbed the ladder and then
followed. The skiff was cast loose. The longship veered away, gathering
speed.