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Updated: June 26, 2025
Around the lonely islet thundered the ocean, whose waves rocked never-endingly, until Yaspard, gazing fixedly on them, felt as though the holme itself were some tremulous cradle swinging with the rhythmical ebb and flow of those majestic billows. His brain seemed on fire, however, and would not be lulled to sleep by the influence of night and the anthem of ocean.
If you had asked Fred Garson to safeguard the Viking, we would not have meddled with him." "And poor brodhor," Signy exclaimed, "would not have been enjoying himself at Collaster!" "I think," said Uncle Brüs suddenly, "that Yaspard has met Vikings as mad as himself. Now, Master Tom, can you tell how he is going to recover his liberty and his boat 'captured on the high seas, eh?"
At the farther end of this room there was a low doorway, leading to a dark passage; and as Yaspard walked boldly towards it Gibbie said in a frightened whisper, "No' that way! surely no' that way? Yon passage ends in the haunted room." "The haunted room, you goose, is just the place that is to be our captive's cell," replied the Viking.
One would build a skeö, and the other would pull it down. These were lawless days, and men might do as they pleased." "Just like Vikinger," said Yaspard, who quite enjoyed the story. "Well?" "They never would speak to each other, even if they met at the church door, or at a neighbour's funeral. It was very sinful; and they would not let their children become acquainted.
Thus Yaspard and his sister could talk confidentially together without being overheard. He was as eager to tell her of the new project as she was to listen, and before long they had not only discussed the Yarl's scheme, but had built on it a vast structure of romantic adventure.
Now, I wonder why on earth this has been done?" Yaspard exclaimed aloud, disappointment overcoming caution; but he was recalled to the "position" on hearing some strange sounds on the other side of the boarding, evidently provoked by his own unguarded tones.
And, Yaspard, I think you are a little adrift about your Vikinging. It was only a section of the gallant Vikinger who made piracy their profession, or need its hateful sign. Why identify yourself with that lot? There are plenty of black flags flying all over the world, and not so many of the Red Cross, my lad.
Yaspard, having set them all thus to work, returned to his place by Tom, who had fallen into a sort of stupor more alarming than even the restlessness and raving of the previous evening. "In a brown study still, Harry?" the Viking asked, as he sat down and looked sorrowfully at the invalid. "I have an idea," was Harry's answer. "You see the wind is falling already, and falling fast.
There was a good deal of whispering between Yaspard and the Manse boys before they parted; and there was a very significant "Good-bye," from the Yarl of Broch. He had kept our Viking-boy very much with him throughout the day, and had quite enchanted him by suggesting a scheme which contained the germ of much exciting adventure, although there was no enemy to meet or circumvent.
Your uncle did not care who saw it, or who knows about his 'feud' oh, I'm sick of the word." Yaspard smoothed out the letter, which his uncle had crushed up in his rage, and read "DEAR MR. ADIESEN, I very much regret being obliged to remind you once more that Havnholme is part of the Lunda property, and that it was my dear father's wish that the sea-birds on the island should not be molested.
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