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'Shall we go out and look at that wedding? she asked at length, in a voice that was too casual. 'Yes! cried Ursula, too eagerly, throwing aside her sewing and leaping up, as if to escape something, thus betraying the tension of the situation and causing a friction of dislike to go over Gudrun's nerves. As she went upstairs, Ursula was aware of the house, of her home round about her.
Hunbogi the Strong and the sons of Armod took one end of the beam, Thorgils, Lambi, and Gudrun's sons the other end. They now pull hard at the beam till it broke asunder in the middle; just at this Hardbien thrust a halberd out through where the door was broken, and the thrust struck the steel cap of Thorstein the Black and stuck in his forehead, and that was a very great wound.
These tidings came to the booth of Snorri Godi how Thorgils was slain. Snorri said, "You must be mistaken; it must be that Thorgils Hallason has slain some one." The man replied, "Why, the head flew off his trunk." "Then perhaps it is time," said Snorri. This manslaughter was peacefully atoned, as is told in the Saga of Thorgils Hallason. Gudrun's Marriage with Thorkell Eyjolfson
Gudrun looked at Ursula with a masklike, expressionless face. Ursula knitted her brows. 'Perhaps it isn't genuine, she faltered. 'Perhaps one doesn't really want them, in one's soul only superficially. A hardness came over Gudrun's face. She did not want to be too definite. 'When one thinks of other people's children said Ursula. Again Gudrun looked at her sister, almost hostile.
Then Brynhildr waded out into the stream as far as she could, and said she wouldn't have on her head the water that streamed from Gudrun's; for hers was the braver husband. So Gudrun waded out after her, and said the water ought to come on her hair first, because her husband bore away the palm from Gunnar, and every other man alive, for he slew Fafnir and Regin and took their inheritance.
'After all, the happiest voyage is the quest of Rupert's Blessed Isles. Her arm rested round Ursula's neck, her fingers on Ursula's cheek for a few moments. Ursula was supremely uncomfortable meanwhile. There was an insult in Gudrun's protective patronage that was really too hurting.
'Certainly, while it lasts you only can't insist on permanency, came Gudrun's voice, strident above the noise. 'Marriage or no marriage, ultimate or penultimate or just so-so? take the love as you find it. 'As you please, or as you don't please, she echoed. 'Marriage is a social arrangement, I take it, and has nothing to do with the question of love.
Birkin looked on with some mistrust and wonder. When they had bathed and changed, Gerald came in. He looked shining like the sun on frost. 'Go with Gerald and smoke, said Ursula to Birkin. 'Gudrun and I want to talk. Then the sisters sat in Gudrun's bedroom, and talked clothes, and experiences. Gudrun told Ursula the experience of the Birkin letter in the cafe. Ursula was shocked and frightened.
Gudrun's heart leapt in sudden terror, profound terror. She rose to her feet. 'They told me where you were, came Gerald's voice, like a judgment in the whitish air of twilight. 'MARIA! You come like a ghost, exclaimed Loerke. Gerald did not answer. His presence was unnatural and ghostly to them. Loerke shook the flask then he held it inverted over the snow. Only a few brown drops trickled out.
It was such a lie towards the robins, and such a defamation. Yet she had done it herself. But under Gudrun's influence: so she exonerated herself. So she withdrew away from Gudrun and from that which she stood for, she turned in spirit towards Birkin again. She had not seen him since the fiasco of his proposal.
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