Havelok the Dane - A Legend of Old Grimsby and Lincoln by Charles W. (Charles Watts) Whistler
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set you on him thus."
Then the white faces turned with one accord to Havelok, as he stood resting the great cornerstone on the battlement before him, and there grew a whisper that became a word and that was almost a shout from the many voices that answered. "Gunnar! Gunnar Kirkeban come again!" Then was silence, and the jarl spoke to Havelok. "Tell us your name, and whence you come." "Havelok Grimsson of Grimsby men call me," he said. And then men knew who he was indeed, for little by little the secret had been pieced together, if not told from the king's place, in the years that had passed. And at that there rose and grew a murmur and a cry. "Havelok, son of Gunnar! Havelok the king!" Then said Sigurd in a great voice, "Who is for Hodulf of us all? Let no man go hence who is for him." And I saw two or three men cut down then and there, and after that there was a roar of voices that called for Havelok to lead them. "Come down, lord," said Sigurd, unhelming and looking up. So we went from the tower, and round Havelok the men crowded, kissing |
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