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"If there be five more," said Glumm, leaning against a tree, and removing his helmet in order to wipe his brow, "then is our last battle fought, for, although I have that in me which could manage to slay one, I have not strength for two, much less three. Besides, my good steed is dead, and we have no time to catch one of the others."
It is I who have reason to despond, for Ada loves me not." Erling, who heard all this with a certain degree of satisfaction, smiled, shook his head, and said: "Nay, then, Glumm, thou too art mistaken. The dark-eyed Ada laughs at everyone, and besides, I have good reason to know that her interest in thee is so great that she consulted me to-day about about a "
"Now, Erling," said Glumm, with a face so cheerful, that had the expression been habitual, he never would have been styled the Gruff, "I will go home with thee and wait until thou art busked, after which we will go together to my house and have a bite and a horn of mead before setting out on this expedition. I thank the Stoutheart for suggesting it, for the business likes me well."
"Aye, even so, an it please thee," rejoined Erling; "but rest assured thou wilt receive no encouragement in that quarter; for Hilda the Sunbeam is the very soul of innocence, truth, and straightforwardness." "Not less so is Ada," said Glumm, firing up at the implied contrast.
We may yet die in defending them, if we cannot save them." "True, my son," said Haldor, clasping his hands, and looking upwards with a solemnity of expression that was in strong contrast with his recent burst of passion; "we may perchance save them, as thou sayest; but woe is me for poor Alric!" "Alric is safe, I am certain," said Erling energetically, as he turned a meaning glance on Glumm.
They are to go by the forest road. There, thou canst not doubt my friendship for thee, for now my life is in thy hands! Haste, thou hast no chance against such odds. Farewell, Glumm," he added aloud; "give my respects to Ulf, when next ye see him." Jarl Rongvold waved his hand as he turned round and left his friends to pursue their way.
At the last shout a pair of arms were swung wildly in the air, and the next moment the man's voice was stifled in the water as he sank, while another head appeared beside him. "That is the voice of Kettle Flatnose, or his wraith," exclaimed Erling; "pull gently, lads; hold water." "Why, Ulf, is it thou?" "Truly," exclaimed Ulf, grasping the extended hand of Glumm, "I don't feel quite sure!
The boy pointed to a track of some animal in the snow a few yards to one side of the path. "A wolf track," said Glumm, turning aside. "A notably huge one," remarked the boy. "And quite fresh," said the man. "Which is proved," rejoined Alric in a slow, solemn voice, "by the fact that there is no ball of snow beneath the "
"My advice is," said Kettle Flatnose, the first time they assembled thus in council, "that we steer first to Ireland, where I can promise ye all a hearty welcome, for it is well known that the Irish are a hospitable people, and my father is a great man there." "I fall in with that," said Glumm, glancing at Ada, whose eyes had now become his guiding stars!
To this Kettle went up with Erling and Glumm, and asked the man of the house how things were going on in Ireland. "As ill as can be in this district," said the man; "there is nothing but vengeance in the hearts of the people." "That is a bad state," said Kettle, with a look of anxiety; "what may be the cause of discontent? Is the old King hard on ye?" "Thou must have been long away to ask that.
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