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So when I had told him all about my journey, I showed him the bag that Halfden gave me, and well he knew the value of the treasure therein. "Why, son Wulfric," he cried; "here is wealth enough to buy a new ship withal, as times go!"
And presently Ingvar saw me, and knowing that I was one who would speak with the leader, rode up, looking curiously at me as he came. "Skoal to Jarl Ingvar!" I said when he was close. He reined up his horse in surprise, lifting his hand. "Odin! It is Wulfric!" he said. "Now, skoal to you, Wulfric! But I would that you were not here." "How is that, Jarl?"
"Why, Wulfric, friend, how is this? I thought you were dead. Who has dared to hurt you? What has happened here?" "You know well," I gasped. "Nay, I know not; I have but now ridden this way with our rear guard," he answered, seeming to pity me. "Look in the church and see," I said, groaning. "You Danes are all one in the matter."
'Wouldn't it have been degrading for Sir Wulfric de Talbot, said Jane dreamily, 'if he could have known that half the besieged garrison wore pinafores? 'And the other half knickerbockers. Yes frightfully. Do stand still you're only tightening the knot, said Anthea. 'Look here, said Cyril. 'I've got an idea. 'Does it hurt much? said Robert sympathetically. 'Don't be a jackape!
"Let me think thereof," said I, not yet daring to make so sure of what I most wished. "Shall I tell Osritha that Wulfric thought twice of coming to see her?" "That you shall not," I cried; "I do but play with my happiness. Surely I will go, and gladly. But will she welcome me?" "Better come and see concerning that also," he answered, laughing a little, so that one might know what he meant.
He came to Beorn first, and spoke to him in a low voice, earnestly; but Beorn paid no sort of heed to him, but turned his head away, cursing yet. So after a few more words, the priest came to me. "Wulfric," he said, "sad am I to see you thus. But justice is justice, and must be done." "Aye, Father," I answered, "and right will prevail."
"My father's ring and Halfden's!" he said, gripping my hand, as he looked closely at the runes upon them, so tightly that it was pain to me. "By Odin's beard, this grows yet stranger! Who are you, and whence, and how came you by these things?" "I am Wulfric, son of Elfric, the Thane of Reedham, 'the merchant' as men call him.
I have a mind to find out what he does know," and he looked savagely at Beorn, who was sitting up and rocking himself to and fro, with his eyes looking far away. "Do what you will with him he will lie," said Hubba. "I can make him speak truth," said Ingvar grimly. "What shall be done with this Wulfric?" asked Hubba.
"Aye, 'tis murder," said another, looking from Beorn to me and then to Beorn again; "but which is murderer and which true man?" Now all these men were strangers to me, but I knew one thing about them from their dress. They were the men of mighty Earl Ulfkytel himself, and seemed to be foresters, and honest men enough by their faces. "I am Wulfric, son of Elfric of Reedham," I said.
"Now I think you mean that you will not take your land at my hands," he said. "That were to own you king." "Then, Wulfric, my friend, if I may call you so, that the lands of a friend are not mine to give and take I need not tell you. Nor do we harm the lands of a friend. There is one place in East Anglia that no Dane has harmed, or will harm the place that sheltered Jarl Lodbrok.
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