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There were wet cheeks and trembling lips involved, but they were not hers. Then she was put up before her father, and away she went. As for young Arnkel, he no more comes into the tale than he had stayed in Gudrid's mind. Orme was a friend of Thorbeorn's, and a prosperous man. He lived at Erne Pillar, which is below Snaefellness, and near the sea. There was a haven there and a town.
Gudrid's eyes were great and serious. Leif came to her and took her hands. "I little thought we should meet again like this." "We must have died without you," she said. Then he asked to look at poor Thore. He was unconscious, and had a great wound in his temple, cut open almost to the bone.
Thorstan was a very honest man; he was a good poet and a great man for dreams, but slow and heavy minded. "A man must not be driven in such a matter," he said. "A man should not need it," Thorwald replied. "As you have spoken to me, so do you speak to Gudrid's old iron father. Hammer him smartly; knock sparks out of him.
"And I dare swear she will be a good wife to the man who gets her." "It is certain," said Einar. Early next day he weighed his anchor and went down the frith. Now he leaves the tale. But he did not leave Gudrid's mind, who now had little else to think of. Her father said nothing to her of the reason which had brought her home. He was stately and remote.
She gave her baby suck and grinned community of nature in Gudrid's face. Gudrid, with one of those happy motions of hers, looked round to see if Karlsefne was by, and finding that he was, put up her hand into his. That shot told.
Nobody caring to stop alone out there without some chieftain over them, it came to it that all must go home in one ship. They killed what stock they could not take alive, and sailed out of the river at the beginning of summer. Gudrid's boy Snorre was just two years old, and Karlsefne was anxious to be safe at home before he had a brother or sister.
Presently there passed a dark shadow across the open door. Gudrid looked up quickly. A woman stood there inside the pillars of the porch and looked fixedly at her. She was dressed in black, drawn very tightly across her; she was about Gudrid's own height, and had a ribbon over her hair which was of a light-brown colour, and not coarse as most of the savages' was.
"What you wanted your father for beats me," said Eric, and Gudrid's bright eyes sparkled their approval of his judgment. "A man may want to see his father more than a foreign country, I suppose," said Biorn. "You forget that I have seen a deal of foreign countries Russia, Sweden, Dantzick and what-not."
Gudrid said, "That is not my opinion. I wish with all my heart I had." "Wait," said Freydis, "until you have a man for a mate." But that made Gudrid's eyes bright. "You must not scorn my husband to my face," she said. "Pooh!" said Freydis; "he's not here for long." Then Gudrid turned pale, and grew very grave. "You know that, then?" "Why," said Freydis, "it is common knowledge.
Biorn's ship would remain in her present anchorage, but Thorhall would go up with Karlsefne. Thorhall was a man ill to deal with in any event. Neither company wanted him, but Karlsefne's company wanted him least therefore he chose for that. Most of the stock and all the women but one were of that ship. Gudrid's child should be born about Christmas time.
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