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of them。 Why art thou so glum then?〃



〃There is something that must yet be told of Swanhild;〃 said Asmund。

〃She is called the Fatherless; but; if thou wilt have the truth; why

here it is for theeshe is my daughter; born out of wedlock; and I

know not how that will please thee。〃



Atli laughed aloud; and his bright eyes shone in his wrinkled face。

〃It pleases me well; Asmund; for then the maid is sprung from a sound

stock。 The name of the Priest of Middalhof is famous far south of

Iceland; and never that Iceland bred a comelier girl。 Is that all?〃



〃One more thing; Earl。 This I charge thee: watch thy wife; and hold

her back from witchcraft and from dealings with evil things and trolls

of darkness。 She is of Finnish blood and the women of the Finns are

much given to such wicked work。〃



〃I set little store by witchwork; goblins and their kin;〃 said Atli。

〃I doubt me much of their power; and I shall soon wean Swanhild from

such ways; if indeed she practise them。〃



Then they fell to talking of Swanhild's dower; and that was not small。

Afterwards Asmund sought Eric and Gudruda; and told them what had come

to pass; and they were glad at the news; though they grieved for Atli

the Earl。 And when Swanhild met Gudruda; she came to her humbly; and

humbly kissed her hand; and with tears craved pardon of her evil

doing; saying that she had been mad; nor did Gudruda withhold it; for

of all women she was the gentlest and most forgiving。 But to Eric;

Swanhild said nothing。



The wedding…feast must be held on the third day from this; for Atli

would sail on that same day; since his people wearied of waiting and

his ship might lie bound no longer。 Blithe was Atli the Earl; and

Swanhild was all changed; for now she seemed the gentlest of maids;

and; as befitted one about to be made a wife; moved through the house

with soft words and downcast eyes。 But Skallagrim; watching her;

bethought him of the grey wolf that he had seen by Goldfoss; and this

seemed not well to him。



〃It would be bad now;〃 he said to Eric; as they rode to Coldback; 〃to

stand in yon old earl's shoes。 This woman's weather has changed too

fast; and after such a calm there'll come a storm indeed。 I am now

minded of Thorunna; for she went just so the day before she gave

herself to Ospakar; and me to shame and bonds。〃



〃Talk not of the raven till you hear his croak;〃 said Eric。



〃He is on the wing; lord;〃 answered Skallagrim。



Now Eric came to Coldback in the Marsh; and Saevuna his mother and

Unna; Thorod's daughter; the betrothed of Asmund; were glad to welcome

him; for the tidings of his mighty deeds and of the overthrow of

Ospakar and the slaying of Mord were noised far and wide。 But at

Skallagrim Lambstail they looked askance。 Still; when they heard of

those things that he had wrought on Horse…Head Heights; they welcomed

him for his deed's sake。



Eric sat two nights at Coldback; and on the second day Saevuna his

mother and Unna rode thence with their servants to the wedding…feast

of Swanhild the Fatherless。 But Eric stopped at Coldback that night;

saying that he would be at Middalhof within two hours of sunrise; for

he must talk with a shepherd who came from the fells。



Saevuna and her company came to Middalhof and was asked; first by

Gudruda; then by Swanhild; why Brighteyes tarried。 She answered that

he would be there early on the morrow。 Next morning; before it was

light; Eric girded on Whitefire; took horse and rode from Coldback

alone; for he would not bring Skallagrim; fearing lest he should get

drunk at the feast and shed some man's blood。



It was Swanhild's wedding…day; but she greeted it with little

lightsomeness of heart; and her eyes knew no sleep that night; though

they were heavy with tears。



At the first light she rose; and; gliding from the house; walked

through the heavy dew down the path by which Eric must draw near; for

she desired to speak with him。 Gudruda also rose a while after; though

she did not know this; and followed on the same path; for she would

greet her lover at his coming。



Now three furlongs or more from the stead stood a vetch stack; and

Swanhild waited on the further side of this stack。 Presently she heard

a sound of singing come from behind the shoulder of the fell and of

the tramp of a horse's hoofs。 Then she saw the golden wings of Eric's

helm all ablaze with the sunlight as he rode merrily along; and great

bitterness laid hold of her that Eric could be of such a joyous mood

on the day when she who loved him must be made the wife of another

man。



Presently he was before her; and Swanhild stepped from the shadow of

the stack and laid her hand upon his horse's bridle。



〃Eric;〃 she said humbly and with bowed head; 〃Gudruda sleeps yet。

Canst thou; then; find time to hearken to my words?〃



He frowned and said: 〃Methinks; Swanhild; it would be better if thou

gavest thy words to him who is thy lord。〃



She let the bridle…rein drop from her hands。 〃I am answered;〃 she

said; 〃ride on。〃



Now pity stirred in Eric's heart; for Swanhild's mien was most heavy;

and he leaped down from his horse。 〃Nay;〃 he said; 〃speak on; if thou

hast anything to tell me。〃



〃I have this to tell thee; Eric; that now; before we part for ever; I

am come to ask thy pardon for my ill…doingay; and to wish all joy to

thee and thy fair love;〃 and she sobbed and choked。



〃Speak no more of it; Swanhild;〃 he said; 〃but let thy good deeds

cover up the ill; which are not small; so thou shalt be happy。〃



She looked at him strangely; and her face was white with pain。



〃How then are we so differently fashioned that thou; Eric; canst prate

to me of happiness when my heart is racked with grief? Oh; Eric; I

blame thee not; for thou hast not wrought this evil on me willingly;

but I say this: that my heart is dead; as I would that I were dead。

See those flowers: they smell sweetfor me they have no odour。 Look

on the light leaping from Coldback to the sea; from the sea to Westman

Isles; and from the Westman crown of rocks far into the wide heavens

above。 It is beautiful; is it not? Yet I tell thee; Eric; that now to

my eyes howling winter darkness is every whit as fair。 Joy is dead

within me; music's but a jangled madness in my ears; food hath no

savour on my tongue; my youth is sped ere my dawn is day。 Nothing is

left to me; Eric; save this fair body that thou didst scorn; and the

dreams which I may gather from my hours of scanty sleep; and such

shame as befalls a loveless bride。〃



〃Speak not so; Swanhild;〃 he said; and clasped her by the hand; for;

though he loathed her wickedness; being soft…hearted and but young; it

grieved him to hear her words and see the anguish of her mind。 For it

is so with men; that they are easily moved by the pleading of a fair

woman who loves them; even though they love her not。



〃Yea; I will speak out all my mind before I seal it up for ever。 See;

Eric; this is my state and thou hast set this crown of sorrow on my

brows: and thou comest singing down the fell; and I go weeping o'er

the sea! I am not all so ill at heart。 It was love of thee that drove

me down to sin; as love of thee might otherwise have lifted me to

holiness。 But; loving thee as thou seest; this day I wed a dotard; and

go his chattel and his bride across the sea; and leave thee singing on

the fell; and by thy side her who is my foe。 Thou hast done great

deeds; Brighteyes; and still greater shalt thou do; yet but as echoes

they shall reach my ears。 Thou wilt be to me as one dead; for it is

Gudruda's to bind the byrnie on thy breast when thou goest forth to

war; and hers to loose the winged helm from thy brow when thou

returnest; battle…worn and conquering。〃



Now Swanhild ceased; and choked with grief; then spoke again:



〃So now farewell; doubtless I weary thee; andGudruda waits。 Nay;

look not on my foolish tears: they are the heritage of woman; of

naught else is she sure! While I live; Eric; morn by morn the thought

of thee shall come to wake me as the sun wakes yon snowy peak; and

night by night thy memory shall pass as at eve he passes from the

valleys; but to dawn again in dreams。 For; Eric; 'tis thee I wed

to…dayat heart I am thy bride; thine and thine only; and when shalt

thou find a wife who holds thee so dear as that Swanhild whom once

thou knewest? So now farewell! Yes; this time thou shalt kiss away my

tears; then let them stream for ever。 Thus; Eric! and thus! and thus!

do I take farewell of thee。〃



And now she clung about his neck; gazing on him with great dewy eyes

till things grew strange and dim; and he must kiss her if only for her

love and tender beauty's sake。 And so he kissed; and it chanced that

as they clung thus; Gudruda; passing by this path to give her

betrothed greeting; came upon them and stood astonished。 Then she

turned and; putting her hands to her head; fled back swiftly to the

stead; and waited there; great anger burning in her heart; for Gudruda

had this fault; that she was very jealous。



Now Eric and Swanhild did not see her; and presently they parted; and

Swanhild wiped her eyes and glided thence。



As she drew near the stead she found Gudruda watching。



〃Where hast thou been; Swanhild?〃 she said。



〃To bid farewell to Brighteyes; Gudruda。〃



〃Then thou art foolish; for doubtless he thrust thee from him。〃



〃Nay; Gudruda; he drew me to him。 Hearken; I say; thou sister。 Vex me

not; for I go my ways and thou goest thine。 Thou art strong and fair;

and hitherto thou hast overcome me。 But I am also fair; and; if I find

space to strike in; I also have a show of strength。 Pray thou that I

find not space; Gudruda。 Now is Eric thine。 Perchance one day he may

be mine。 It lies in the lap of the Norns。〃



〃Fair words from Atli's bride;〃 mocked Gudruda。



〃Ay; Atli's bride; but never Atli's love!〃 said Swanhild; and swept

on。



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