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The prizes were a silver-mounted riding-whip, and a belt with a silver clasp, and Mrs Lane told Henderson that she was sorry for the other victor's absence, and that either of them might choose whichever prize he liked best. When the crowd had dispersed Henderson, knowing Walter's haunts, strolled with Kenrick to a little fir-grove on the slope of Bardlyn Hill, not far above the sea.
The colored flames leaped singing from his forge, so that the Northern sky seemed to be lighted by a thousand rainbows; but above all this voiceful glory beamed the Star, bright, beautiful, serene. Coming late to the cabin in the fir-grove, Claus wondered that no sign of his father or of his mother was to be seen. "Father mother!" he cried, but he received no answer.
So Norss and Faia were wed, and they went to live in the cabin in the fir-grove. To these two was born in good time a son, whom they named Claus. On the night that he was born wondrous things came to pass.
They crossed the little moor, and clambered over the rocks till they reached the stunted fir-grove. Looking back they saw that the sky had become a glowing red as it often does just before the light dies out; seen through the dark, twisted trees the wood appeared to be on fire. The lovers sat down and gazed for a few moments in silence till the glory faded from the sky.
He entered the midnight blackness of the fir-grove with scarcely slackened pace, though the path was invisible; and passing through into the open again, sighted the farm lying a furlong off down the slope. Then he sprang out freely, and almost on the instant gave one great sideways leap, and stood still. There in the snow was the track of a great wolf. His hand went to his knife, his only weapon.
She may be wicked; but she cannot be so insane as to throw away wealth and position for the sake of this foreign adventurer." She waited, almost breathless with excitement, crouching amongst the brushwood at the top of the woody bank, and looking downward towards the fir-grove, with watchful eyes. She had not to wait long. Victor appeared in a few minutes, out of breath from running.
At sight of it, and the blood-stained linen, she drew in her breath suddenly, clasped Rol to her hard, hard till he began to struggle. Her face was hidden behind the boy, so that none could see its expression. It had lighted up with a most awful glee. Afar, beyond the fir-grove, beyond the low hill behind, the absent Christian was hastening his return.
"O you are richer than I am; I have only 8d. in my purse; nevertheless let us turn what we have, and it will be sure to bring us a fortune." Karl laughed. "You little fairy," he said, and looked at her with admiration; then involuntarily his eyes strayed in the direction of the fir-grove. He thought he could see something moving there. Norah looked too.
To the cabin in the fir-grove came all the quaint, weird spirits, the fairies, the elves, the trolls, the pixies, the fadas, the crions, the goblins, the kobolds, the moss-people, the gnomes, the dwarfs, the water-sprites, the courils, the bogles, the brownies, the nixies, the trows, the stille-volk, all came to the cabin in the fir-grove, and capered about and sang the strange, beautiful songs of the Mist-Land.
She had happened to be in a walk that commanded a view of the fir-grove. "And you saw my wife agitated, clinging to that man?" "Lady Eversleigh was terribly agitated." "And then you saw her take her place in the gig, of her own free will?" "I did, Sir Oswald." "Oh, what infamy!" murmured the baronet; "what hideous infamy!" It was to himself that he spoke rather than to Miss Graham.
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