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And Olaf Triggvison took her bidding, and went with his chosen captains to the court, where he was well received and most hospitably entertained. It is told that when Geira saw how kingly of aspect Olaf was, and how handsome and courteous withal, she at once yearned for his love and craved that he should wed with her and become a ruler in the land.
For the purpose of the history which I am setting down this matters little, since, although I know enough to be sure that the persons concerned in the Olaf life were for the most part the same as those concerned in the Wanderer life, their stories remain quite distinct. Therefore, I propose to leave that of the Wanderer, so far as I know it, untold, wild and romantic as it seems to have been.
But he lived only a short while; was gone before Harda-Knut himself; and we will mention him no more. Magnus was a fine bright young fellow, and proved a valiant, wise, and successful King, known among his people as Magnus the Good. He was only natural son of King Olaf but that made little difference in those times and there.
"Follow me!" cried the earl. "Let me be your pilot, for I know all the deepest channels between the isles, and I will lead you through them by such ways that you will come out far in advance of your other ships!" So King Olaf, over confident and never dreaming of treachery, followed westward into the Sound, and went sailing onward to his doom.
"Well, then, cruel and unjust judges, who could gather to mock at the murder of a blinded man that you had trapped to his doom " "Sir," broke in one of them, "it was not we who tried to trap him; it was those jailers who stand there. They told the general that he might exercise himself by walking up and down the hall." "Is that true, Olaf?" asked Jodd.
It will pour like a flood through Siberia and jump to Alaska in a night. It isn't the danger of the yellow man alone, Olaf. You've got to combine that with Bolshevism, the menace of blackest Russia. A disease which, if it crosses the little neck of water and gets hold of Alaska, will shake the American continent to bed-rock.
He believed that the adventurous Ole the Viking was none other than Olaf Triggvison, nor could he doubt that this daring young rover would sooner or later lay claim to the kingdom of Norway. As his own popularity grew less and less, Hakon looked forward with increasing uneasiness to the inevitable conflict.
Thus it was that we first saw the city of the Dweller; blessed and accursed as no place on earth, or under or above earth has ever been or, that force willing which some call God, ever again shall be! "Chert!" whispered Marakinoff. "Incredible!" "Trolldom!" gasped Olaf Huldricksson. "It is Trolldom!" "Listen, Olaf!" said Larry. "Cut out that Trolldom stuff!
Now it speedily came to the ears of Olaf Triggvison that this army was being assembled against him, and he sent out spies, who in time came back with the news that Brihtnoth was encamped upon a hillside near the town of Maldon, in Essex. He led his ships inward on the top of the tide. Two hours' rowing brought him within sight of the houses of Maldon.
That, I take it, is the real rivet in grandfather's neck and everybody else's." He spoke disjointedly, vaguely, but the girl nodded. "I think I understand, Olaf. Only, it is a two-edged rivet to mix metaphors and keeps us stiffnecked against all sorts of calls.
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