Vandrad the Viking, the Feud and the Spell by J. Storer (Joseph Storer) Clouston
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page 157 of 187 (83%)
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"Think you then that Thorar brought you by the shortest route?
Those prisoners whom you set free reached King Bue's hall many hours before you. You are not wise, you Northmen." Estein looked for a moment as though he would have retorted sharply, but biting his lip he fell back again, nor did he exchange another word with the man. It was about mid-day, when, as they were coming down a wooded slope, Helgi exclaimed,-- "Hark! what is that clamour?" Jomar too heard the shouts, for he stopped for a moment and listened keenly, and then started off faster than before. With every step they took the distant sounds grew louder and the shouts of men, and even it seemed the clash of steel, could be distinguished. "The attack is made," cried Helgi. "Pray the gods they scatter not the dogs before we come up." Jomar heard him, and looked over his shoulder with a savage glance. "Sometimes dogs bite and rend," he said. "Why have they waited so long?" said Estein, half to himself. "The fools should have fallen on Ketill that very night. I thank them for their folly." |
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