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Thord said this had not happened with his knowledge; and now all the plotting that had been between Ingjald and Thord came out. Thord said she must needs have her will herein. After that Vigdis went inside, and to a chest that belonged to Thord, and found at the bottom a large purse. She took out the purse, and went outside with it up to where Ingjald was, and bade him take the money.
The priest sat a while as if in deep thought, then entered the names in his book, without making any comments, and the men wrote their signatures underneath. Thord laid three dollars on the table. "One is all I am to have," said the priest. "I know that very well; but he is my only child, I want to do it handsomely." The priest took the money.
And a wine-shop by the Great Circus! all for a lie without blood in it! Ha, ha, ha! Give me thy hand, O son of Arrius. Get on now, and ha, ha, ha! if ever you come to Rome, fail not to ask for the wine-shop of Thord the Northman. By the beard of Irmin, I will give you the best, though I borrow it from Caesar!" They shook hands again; after which the exchange of clothes was effected.
"I told you so!" replied Leroy imperturbably; "It is a hateful resemblance! I wish I could rid myself of it. Still after all, there is something unique in being countenanced like a King, and minded as a Socialist!" "True!" put in Thord gently; "I am satisfied, Pasquin Leroy, that you are an honest comrade!" Leroy met his eyes with a grave smile, and touched his glass by way of acknowledgement.
Naught knew these wedded lovers of the strange reception awaiting them; of the half-mourning, half-rejoicing people, of national flags suddenly veiled in crape, of black funeral-streamers set distractedly amidst gay bridal garlands; of a widowed Queen, broken-hearted and despairing, weeping vainly for the love she had so long misprized, and had learned too late to value, of a Crown resigned, of the lost Majesty and hero of a nation's idolatry; of the death of Ronsard, and the inexplicable disappearance of the famous Socialist leader, Sergius Thord, and of all the strange and tragic history of vanished lives, even to that of Sir Roger de Launay whom no man ever saw again, which it fell to their faithful friend, Heinrich von Glauben to relate, with passionate grief and many tears.
"He will stand number one." "So I have heard; and here are ten dollars for the priest." "Is there anything else I can do for you?" inquired the priest, fixing his eyes on Thord. "There is nothing else." Thord went out. Eight years more rolled by, and then one day a noise was heard outside of the priest's study, for many men were approaching, and at their head was Thord, who entered first.
He was a great warrior, jarl, and perhaps would have more sacrifice, and a remembrance cup drunk by his own brother at his grave." Now this man's name was Thord, the same who taught me runes a good seaman and leader of men, and one who was held to be wise in more matters than most folk. So his word was to be listened to. "You know more of these matters than I, Thord," Einar answered.
As soon as they were gathered round the table under the presidency of Sergius Thord at one end, and the tranquil tolerance of the mysterious Lotys at the other, they broke through the silence and reserve which they had carefully maintained till their three new comrades had been irrecoverably enrolled among them, and conversation went on briskly.
According to the legend, God preferred the 'savour' of the lambs, so perhaps, who knows! the idea that the savour of Abel might be equally agreeable to Divine senses induced Cain to kill him as a special 'youngling. This was a Progressive act, a step beyond mere lambs!" Everyone laughed, except Sergius Thord.
Nor did we give them time to drive in the cattle that were gathered from all the countryside to the meadows round the place. Then came Thord to me and put me in mind of somewhat. "Now is our work to be done, king. These Danes will take Hubba's ships and be gone down the river next. We must stop them in some way, for the king's plan is to starve them out, as it seems."
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