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Rollo was not speaking lightly; but Gyda as she went back to her seat only answered, 'Ye can always ask. 'Whom would you bid me ask, Gyda? I would about as lieve come to you as anybody, if I wanted counsel. 'Give yourself to God, lad, and ye'll know there's but One to ask of. And there's but One before that, if ye want real help.
"A taller and handsomer man I have never seen," said she. "Who art thou, and whence came you?" "I am an outland man here," he answered; "and I am named Ole the Esthonian." Gyda said, "Wilt thou have me? Then will I choose thee for my husband." Olaf replied that he was not unwilling to take her at her word. So they talked the matter over and, being of one mind, they were forthwith betrothed.
I have no business to know! And lifting her head for a moment, with eyes all grave and troubled and almost tearful, she looked into the face of the old Norwegian, mutely beseeching her to be merciful, and not push her advantage any further. 'I know! said Gyda, softly.
As for Gyda, the maid, the great task she set having been accomplished, she gave her hand to Harold, a splendid marriage completing the love romance of their lives. This romance, however, is somewhat spoiled by the fact that Harold already had a wife, Aasa, the daughter of Earl Haakon, and that he afterwards married other wives.
I arranged a small house for her in the neighbourhood of the Hollow; and there she lives a kind of mysterious oracle to the people about. And her greatest earthly pleasure, I suppose, is to have me come and see her. Gyda Boërresen is her name. 'I like to see people enjoy their greatest earthly happiness, said Hazel thoughtfully. 'I never did many times. Or at least not many people.
Gyda's farewells were very affectionate in feeling, though also very quiet in manner. 'Will you come to see me again? she asked of Wych Hazel, while Rollo was gone out to see to the horses. 'Will you let me? I should like to come. 'Then you'll come, said Gyda. She had shaken hands with Rollo before.
"Alone. I and Martin to spy out the land; and a dozen or so of housecarles to take care of the ship in harbor." "But you have promised to fight the Viscount of Pinkney." "I will be back again in time for him. Not a word, I must go to England, or go mad." "But Countess Gyda? Who will squire her to Bruges?" "You, and the rest of my men. You must tell her all.
In the midst of this Gyda came in again; and Rollo broke off, and asked her, laughingly, if she had any 'fladbrod. 'Fresh, she said. 'Olaf, can't you get her some peaches? Rollo went off; and the old woman began to set her table with bowls and plates and spoons; an oddly carved little tub of butter, and a pile of thin brown cakes.
Only a timid stir of the hand, as if it meant to slip away unnoticed. But it was held too firmly for that. 'I don't know whether you know yet, he went on after a slight pause, 'what it is to love anybody very dearly. I remember you told Gyda one day that you had never loved any one so since your mother.
Rollo gave her one of the bright, sweet smiles he sometimes gave to his old nurse. 'How do I know? he said. 'I think peaches were sweet. And I don't believe Gyda ever prays in vain. Of course, such an afternoon, everybody had been out; happily the hour was so late that few were left on the road; but Wych could not escape all encounters. 'Your days are numbered, Dane Rollo! called out Mr.
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