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"Hearken, comrades!" said Gizur: "great shame is come upon me because of a deed that I have done unwittingly, for I aimed at the eagle Eric and I have slain the swan Gudruda." Then a certain old viking in the company, named Ketel, whom Gizur had hired for the slaying of Eric, spoke: "Man or woman, it is a niddering deed to kill folk in their sleep, Gizur!
Ghysbrecht then drew his inkhorn towards him, and laid the specimen of Margaret Van Eyck's writing before him, and made some inquiries as to the size and shape of the letter, when an unlooked-for interruption occurred; Jorian Ketel burst hastily into the room, and looked vexed at not finding him alone. "Thou seest I have matter on hand, good fellow." "Ay; but this is grave.
Jorian Ketel went straight to Margaret's room, and there, to his infinite surprise, he found the man he had been in search of, pale and motionless, his head in Margaret's lap, and she kneeling over him, mute now, and stricken to stone. Her eyes were dilated yet glazed, and she neither saw the light nor heard the man, nor cared for anything on earth, but the white face in her lap.
Jorian Ketel tailed off next; and then another, and so, one by one, Gerard ran them all to a standstill, except one who kept on stanch as a bloodhound, though losing ground every minute. His name, if I am not mistaken, was Eric Wouverman. Followed by him, they came to a rise in the wood, shorter, but much steeper than the last. "Hand on mane!" cried Martin.
"Well, and warms to thee and me. Poor soul, a drew glaive on those twain that day, but Jorian Ketel and I we mastered him, and he drove them forth his house for ever." "That may not be; he must take them back." "That he will never do for us. You know the man; he is dour as iron; yet would he do it for one word from one that will not speak it." "Who?"
Swanhild spoke no more, and Gizur had no word. "On, Gizur! Eric calls thee," quoth Ketel Viking; but Gizur slunk back, not forward. Then Ketel grew mad with rage and shame. He called to the men, and they drew near, as many as might, and looked doubtfully at the pair who stood before them like rocks upon a plain. Eric laughed aloud and Skallagrim gnawed the edge of his shield.
She was found in this state by a staunch friend she had lately made, Joan Ketel. This good woman came in radiant with an idea. "Margaret, I know the cure for thine ill: the hermit of Gouda a wondrous holy man, Why, he can tell what is coming, when he is in the mood." "Ay, I have heard of him," said Margaret hopelessly.
It came about thus: I stood with the lady Swanhild, and was about to call aloud on Eric to arm himself and come forth and meet me face to face " "Then, lord, methinks thou hadst never met another foe," quoth the viking Ketel who had spoken first. "When of a sudden," went on Gizur, taking no note of Ketel's words, "one clothed in white sprang from the bed and rushed on me.
Stop! let us try whether " He took down a little round mirror, no bigger than his hand, and put it to Gerard's mouth and nostrils, and held it there. When he withdrew it, it was dull. "THERE IS LIFE IN HIM!" said Jorian Ketel to himself. Margaret caught the words instantly, though only muttered, and it was if a statue should start into life and passion.
"Hallo, mates. Jorian Ketel is a long time in that girl's bedroom. Best go and see after him, some of us." The rude laugh caused by this remark had hardly subsided, when hasty footsteps were heard running along over head. "Oh, here he comes, at last. Well, Jorian, what is to do now up there?"
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