overed that a thin place in the fog vail was wearing into a hole, throu

ke the news, and the word was cau

t touch at!" the men cheered as they hurried to

with the Red One, whose smarting wounds made him particularly perverse. By the time Alrek had got into his tunic and buckled on the beautiful weapon that gave him his nickname of "the Sword-Bearer,

bout whether there is any good chance that Skraellings may b

d comfortable on Erlend's gay blue cloak. "Now it had fallen out of my mind," he mused, "that it was here that the in

d all of them but one, who escaped in a boat. It was the host which that one brought back that shot arrows into

hell," the Red One snubbed him. "Go on, Alrek, and say wh

gsson, for you were visiting your brother Rolf at Brattahlid when Thorwald's men brought back the t

there, but that they inhabited the mainland and only visited the Cape for clams or something; that the Cape was no more than a thin land-neck, that ended in a kin

m get started-" "End his noise!" "He is always sputtering!" And Strong Domar ext

ted. Whereupon he tossed up his neighbor's cap-being much given to good-natured jests of the fists-and the jubilee wo

they paused

time to get away. We shall remain quiet a whole night after we come to anchor. If it should happen that any Skraellings are there, they would have plenty of light to see us by, and the whole night to escape in. Little dange

fort they could get out of blaming the helmsman, they took; then returned one by one to a gloomy munching of nuts from

se five months, we have gone ashore only when there was no chance for adventure to result from it; and so have I tired of this trough that I could gnaw

om jeering through their mouthfuls. Even his loyal younger bro

ragon-ship and have sole power over it," he mocked,-then

se. "King Half owned a ship and headed a band

!" "You great donkey, you!" "No-calf, with the milk of his kinsman's dairy-farm

will. For one thing, I should like to go ashore to-night to see Thorwald Ericsson's grave. The Huntsman told me once, when I laughed at his magic, that if ever I stood beside a grave

e he sat weaving fish-nets,-for it was a trace of the thrall blood which was in hi

did go with the Huntsman this summer. I am willing to try it. We can slip overboard shortly after it becomes dark, and spe

where a second hazy mass, seemingly as far away as the hor

. Because of what has been told of the shallowness of the harbor, it is unlikely that we shall anchor very near to land; so it is my a

back in token that it was a bargain; at which the scoffers quieted i

xperience?" he suggested. "I think it altogether unlikely that he will return fr

avoid getting fat," he answered. Whereat the Amiable One came in for his share of gibing; and d

ckle-curve of a harbor had drawn out from behind the Cape. Then the inner of the Cape hills looked out from its hiding place beyond the seaward knoll. Next, a streak of white beach unfold

rowsy smile, as the helmsman ordered the sail to be lowered and the anchor to be heav