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Martin Lightfoot heard this news with joy. "I have no more to do here," said he. "I have searched and asked far and wide for the man I want, and he is not on the Irish shores. Some say he is gone to the Orkneys, some to Denmark. Never mind; I shall find him before I die." "And for whom art looking?" "For one Thord Gunlaugsson, my father." "And what wantest with him?"

She did not hear the end of the sentence, but fell back with a shriek into the women's arms. Hereward told them all that they needed to know of that fratricidal strife; and then to Thord Gunlaugsson, "Have you any token that this is true? Mind what I warned you, if you lied!" "This have I, Earl and ladies," and he drew from his bosom a reliquary.

"The Godwinsson is a gallant fighter, and a wise general, or I had not been here now." "Get on thy horse, man!" said he, scornfully and impatiently, "and gallop, if thou canst." "I have ridden many a mile in Ireland, Earl, and have not forgotten my seat." "Thou hast, hast thou?" said Martin; "thou art Thord Gunlaugsson of Waterford." "That am I. How knowest thou me, man?" "I am of Waterford.

"Thord Gunlaugsson," cried he, at last, "or whatever be thy name, if thou hast lied to me, I will draw thee with wild horses." "Would God that I did lie! I saw him fall with an arrow through his throat. Then Jarl Tosti took the Land-ravager and held it up till he died. Then Eystein Orre took it, coming up hot from the ships. And then he died likewise. Then they all died. We would take no quarter.