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So on a certain day Dicul rode over from Bosham on his mule, and early on the next morning he set up a little wooden cross by the spring above the hall, and there my father and I and Stuf, the head man of the house-carles, who had bided in the old faith for love of my father, were baptized, Owen and one of the village freemen standing sponsors for us, and that was a wondrous day to us all, as I think.
One of the men ran to the hall and brought a torch from its socket on the wall, and handed it to Stuf, who threw it fairly on the stack top, from the ladder. It blazed up fiercely as it went through the air, and from the men who beset us there rose a howl as they saw it. Several ran and tried to reach it with their spears, but they were not in time.
Then Gudrun told her trouble to Snorri, and he said he would back up their case when it seemed good to him, but offered to Gudrun to foster her child to comfort her. This Gudrun agreed to, and said she would rely on his foresight. This Thord was surnamed the Cat, and was father of the poet Stúf.
Then said Stuf, the leader of the house-carles, growling: "That is out of the question, and he knows it. He means to fall on us, else had he spoken to you elsewhere first, Thane. It seems to me that here we shall die."
As the horn was blown, one of the men who had been on guard came into the hall hastily and spoke to my father. "The house is beset, Lord. Stuf blew the horn and bade me tell you. There are men all round the stockade." "Outlaws?" The man shook his head. "We think not, Lord. But it is dark, and we cannot fairly see them.
I shall take him westward, where my own people are. He shall be my son, and I think that all will be well with him hereafter." "I wit that you are not what you have seemed, Master," Stuf said. "It will be well if you say so." Then Owen bade him farewell also, and went to find me and get me hence before the ale and mead of the house was broached by the spoilers.
Yet he was able to hold his own over his people, for he was strong and daring, skilled in the art of war, and a man of unusual intellect. He was also a poet and won fame by his verses. He would sit up half the night with the blind scald Stuf Katson, to hear him recite his stirring songs. But if absolute ruler over Norway, Harold found Denmark slipping away from him.
Then Erpwald slipped the golden ring from his arm and held it up. There may have been some thought in his mind that my father was hesitating yet. "By the holy ring I adjure you, Aldred, for the last time, to return to the Asir," he said loudly. My father shook his head only, but Stuf the house-carle, who had stood beside him at the font this morning, had another answer which was strange enough.
And indeed here's work enough for the ordering of things that you must trouble your head with; for the Brides Apparel must be made, and the Stufs, laces, lining, cuffs, and many other things are yet to be bought. Well, who can see an end of all your business! There's one piece of stuf is too light, and another too dark; the third looks dull and hath no gloss.
He detected a look of incredulous unbelief in Mortimer's face, evidently, for he added, "You t'ink I ain't got no dough, eh?" He dug down into the folds of his somewhat voluminous "pants" and drew forth a fair-sized roll. "See? That wad goes to Larcen straight. I see him do a gallop good enough for my stuf; but dey got a stable-boy on him, an' dat's why he'll be ten to one.
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