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"Little he told even me," replied Atli, "save that he had seen Ketill for the briefest possible space, and then returned straightway home." "Did he hear aught of the twenty good men who followed us to King Bue's hall?" It was Jomar himself who replied, though without turning over or looking at the speaker. "Would you have me save them, too, from their fate?
"With the melting of the snow I shall take to the sea again, and steer for the setting of the sun." The old seer laid his hand affectionately upon his shoulder. "There spoke the brother of Olaf," he said. "And now to sleep. In the morning I shall send Jomar to warn Ketill, so trouble not thyself further." "If I but knew Helgi's fate," Estein began. "Doubt not my words," said Atli.
Then I bethought me it were well to have a burning, if it were only of a long ship; so we kindled three great fires, one for each vessel, and if the men of Liot feel cold to-night, it will not be my fault. But have you got Liot?" "Here he is," said Estein, pointing to the pinioned captive. Ketill laughed loud and long. "Estein," he cried, "I ask your pardon.
At these words he turned and cried fiercely, "Who talks of doing little? Liot or I shall fall to-night, though the blackness of death were round us. Think you I have come to sit here idly in a fog? Tell your men to row like valiant Vikings, Ketill, and not like timorous women."
It was easily seen that in quickness and dexterity with his weapon Liot was inferior to his foe; but with wary eye and cool head he kept well covered with his shield, shifting his ground all the time. Twice he was nearly driven over the line, but each time saved himself by a rapid side movement. "I fear that Estein will tire," muttered Helgi. "Ay; he has started too hard," replied Ketill.
"Assuredly," replied the old man; "I have never known him fail me, little though he may have liked the errand." "And what said Ketill? Had they been attacked? What news brought Jomar back?" "Let us wake the knave, and ask him," said Helgi; and suiting the action to the word, he drove one foot sufficiently hard into the sleeper's side to rouse him with a start. "What said friend Ketill?"
He was the son of Bjorn the Ungartered. He abode in Raumsdale, within the folkland of the Raumsdale people, which lies between Southmere and Northmere. Ketill Flatnose had for wife Yngvild, daughter of Ketill Wether, who was a man of exceeding great worth. They had five children; one was named Bjorn the Eastman, and another Helgi Bjolan.
"Why have they waited so long?" said Estein, half to himself. "The fools should have fallen on Ketill that very night. I thank them for their folly." They had now broken into a run, and the uproar sounded so loud that they knew they must be close upon the town.
"And slender," added the irrepressible Helgi, though not loud enough for Ketill to hear, and the stout Viking resumed his story, sulkily enough. "So were we left here in this town. Cold it was, with little to do, so we even broached Thorar's ale forthwith. Presently a man who had been in the woods came in hastily to tell me he had disturbed two of these hounds of Jemtlanders spying on the town.
Helgi, too, was evidently struck, for he looked askance from one to the other, and then fell silent. By sunrise next morning, the foster-brothers arranged to start for Ketill under Jomar's guidance, and little time was lost in getting to bed.
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