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But Elsalill was sure that he did not see her. It was not of her he spoke, but of one who was ever in his thoughts. Elsalill never left the hatch and followed with her eyes all that took place, thinking that most of all she wished to find out who it was that filled Sir Archie's thoughts.
"Get you back to the inn before me," he said, "and make all ready. I have a word or two yet to say to Elsalill." When Elsalill saw that Sir Archie was coming back to her, she waved her hands as though to prevent him. "Why do you come back, Sir Archie?" she said. "Why do you not hasten down to the sea as fast as your feet may carry you?" For such was her love for Sir Archie.
On saying this Sir Archie entered the cottage with Elsalill and began to talk to her of his home. And Elsalill sat and listened to Sir Archie, who spoke both long and well. Each word that came from his lips made her feel happy. But when the time drew on for Sir Archie to go, he asked if he might kiss her.
She stood there quite motionless in her gray habit, and it was not easy to discover her, as she stood so close against the pillar. Elsalill stood quite still looking into the room. She noted that her foster sister kept her eyes raised when she looked upon Sir Archie. During the whole time she was with Elsalill she had walked with her eyes upon the ground.
And all the other women had crouched against the wall of the stove, but when the men were dead the robbers came and pulled them down and slew them. "The last they slew," said Elsalill, "was my dear foster sister. She begged for life so piteously, and two of them would have let her live; but the third said that all must die, and he thrust his knife into her heart."
He walked with her all the way to Torarin's cabin, and she noticed that whenever the storm blew fiercely in their faces, he placed himself before her and screened her. Elsalill thought, all the time they were walking: "My dead foster sister knew nothing of this, that he would atone for his crime and become a good man." Sir Archie still whispered the tenderest words in Elsalill's ear.
The next day was a Sunday, and Elsalill went to church. She was there both in the morning and in the evening. As she sat during the morning service listening to the sermon, she heard someone weeping and sobbing close by. She thought it was one of those who sat beside her in the pew, but whether she looked to right or left she saw none but calm and devout worshippers.
"Now you must tell us where you have found it, mistress," said another of the fishermen. "I found it rolling before me in the street," said Elsalill. "One of the murderers has surely dropped it there." "It may be as you say," said Torarin, "but what can we do in this matter? We cannot find the murderers by this alone, that you know they have walked in one of our streets."
When Elsalill heard this she turned very pale and said: "Then it must have been an angel from heaven who brought you the message and led you home." Another time Sir Archie sat in Torarin's cabin and talked with Elsalill. There was no one beside them; they talked gaily together and were very cheerful. Sir Archie was telling Elsalill that she must go home with him to Scotland.
A crowd of customers sat about the tables in the cellar, but Elsalill took no heed of all the wondering glances that followed her, as she went and sat down beside the man she loved. Her only thought was to be with Sir Archie in the few moments of freedom which were left to him.
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