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Updated: June 13, 2025
"We must do something to retrieve our honor," continued the chief, earnestly; "we must take steps to to get upon our legs again," he finished, blushing with embarrassment. "I would suggest that we get upon our legs first, and take the steps afterward," remarked the flippant Ironbeard, with a sly wink at Thore the Hound.
"Gudrid has been faithful and loving to you; and it is no fault of hers that she knew how it would turn out." "No, no," said Thore. "She has been good to me." "Now I will tell you," said Thorstan, "that I have the second sight myself, and know what my fate is, and that she must take a third husband.
Gudrid took his furs from him to dry them by the fire, for the fog was frozen thick upon them. Thorstan sat on the edge of the bed, and asked Thore how he did. "I do badly," said Thore, "but before long it will be better with me." Gudrid was turning away when he said to her, "Nay, do you stop here. I shall need you."
He may as well give it up." "Yes, yes." Ole looked a moment at Thore, then he said, "Your answers are short." "A sausage is no longer." Here Oyvind had to laugh, although he was in no mood to do so. But with daring persons fear always borders on laughter, and now it inclined to the latter. "What are you laughing at?" asked Ole, shortly and sharply. "Are you laughing at me?"
"Yes, he ought least of all to talk with your own wife." Thore made no reply to this; he had just lit his pipe, and now, leaning up against a bundle of fagots, he let his eyes wander, first from his wife, then from his son, and fixed them on an old crow's-nest which hung, half overturned, from a fir-branch above.
At last Thore was overwhelmed and slain by the arms of his own folk, as much as by these of his guests; and Leotar, wounded to the death, and judging that his conqueror, Ole, was as keen in mind as he was valorous in deeds, gave him the name of the Vigorous, and prophesied that he should perish by the same kind of trick as he had used with Thore; for, without question he should fall by the treachery of his own house.
At that moment the note of an Alpine horn was heard; but it was impossible to determine how far it was away; for the echo took up the note and flung it back and forth with clear and strong reverberations from mountain to mountain. "It is Brumle-Knute who is calling us," said Thore the Hound. "The dairymaid must have released him. Shall we answer?"
Yes, yes; a man can chew who has not all his teeth; he who drives with oxen will get on, too." The mother stood blinking at Thore, who gave her many quick side glances as he sat swaying his body to and fro, and stroking his knees with his hands. The school-master also winked at him.
The late disturbances obliged the Parliament to post the city trained-bands at their gates, who were even more enraged against the "Mazarin peace," as they called it, than the mob, and who were far less dreaded, because they consisted of citizens who were not for plunder; yet this select militia was ten times on the point of insulting the Parliament, and did actually insult the members of the Council and Presidents, threatening to throw the President de Thore into the river; and when the First President and his friends saw that they were afraid of putting their threats into execution, they took an advantage of us, and had the boldness even to reproach the generals, as if the troops had not done their duty; though if the generals had but spoken loud enough to be heard by the people, they would not have been able to hinder them from tearing the members to pieces.
"Here is Thorstan Ericsson coming. Will you not see him?" "Nay, nay, not yet," was Thore's answer. Then there came a day when, being very ill, and nearly blind with fever, Thore asked to see Thorstan. So Gudrid opened the door to him, and her colour came back to her when she said, "Thore has asked for you. Come in, then." Thorstan, glowing in his health and strength, came into the hall.
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