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_ Swanhild made a good passage from the Orkneys, and was in Iceland
thirty-five days before Eric and Skallagrim set foot there. But she
did not land by Westman Isles, for she had no wish to face Gudruda at
that time, but by Reyjaness. Now she rode thence with her company to
Thingvalla, for here all men were gathered for the Thing. At first
people hung aloof from her, notwithstanding her wealth and beauty; but
Swanhild knew well how to win the hearts of men. For now she told the
same story of Eric that she had told to Atli, and there were none to
say her nay. So it came to pass that she was believed, and Eric
Brighteyes held to be shamed indeed. Now, too, she set a suit on foot
against Eric for the death of Atli at his hand, claiming that sentence
of the greater outlawry should be passed against him, and that his
lands at Coldback in the Marsh on Ran River should be given, half to
her in atonement for the Earl's death, and half to the men of Eric's
quarter.
On the day of the opening of the Thing Ospakar Blacktooth came from
the north, and with him his son Gizur and a great company of men.
Ospakar was blithe, for from the Thing he should ride to Middalhof,
there to wed Gudruda the Fair. Then Swanhild clad herself in beautiful
attire, and, taking men with her, went to the booth of Ospakar.
Blacktooth sat in his booth and by him sat Gizur his son the Lawman.
When he saw a beauteous lady, very richly clad, enter the booth he did
not know who it might be. But Gizur knew her well, for he could never
put Swanhild from his mind.
"Lo! here comes Swanhild the Fatherless, Atli's widow," said Gizur,
flushing red with joy at the sight of her.
Then Ospakar greeted her heartily, and made place for her by him at
the top of the booth.
"Ospakar Blacktooth," she said, "I am come to ask this of thee: that
thou shalt befriend me in the suit which I have against Eric
Brighteyes for the slaying of Earl Atli, my husband."
"Thou couldst have come to no man who is more willing," said Ospakar,
"for, if thou hast something against Eric, I have yet more."
"I would ask this, too, Ospakar: that thy son Gizur should take up my
suit and plead it; for I know well that he is the most skilful of all
lawmen."
"I will do that," said Gizur, his eyes yet fixed upon her face.
"I looked for no less from thee," said Swanhild, "and be sure of this,
that thou shalt not plead for nothing," and she glanced at him
meaningly. Then she set out her case with a lying tongue, and
afterwards went back to her booth, glad at heart. For now she learned
that Hall had not failed in his errand, seeing that Gudruda was about
to wed Ospakar.
Gizur gave warning of the blood-suit, and the end of it was that,
though he had no notice and was not there to answer to the charge,
against all right and custom Eric was declared outlaw and his lands
were given, half to Swanhild and half to the men of his quarter. For
now all held that Swanhild's was a true tale, and Eric the most
shameful of men, and therefore they were willing to stretch the law
against him. Also, being absent, he had few friends, and those men of
small account; whereas Ospakar, who backed Swanhild's suit, was the
most powerful of the northern chiefs, as Gizur was the most skilled
lawman in Iceland. Moreover, Björn the Priest, Asmund's son, was among
the judges, and, though Swanhild's tale seemed strange to him after
that which he had heard from Hall of Lithdale, he loved Eric little.
He feared also that if Eric came a free man to Iceland before Gudruda
was wed to Ospakar, her love would conquer her anger, for he could see
well that she still loved Brighteyes. Therefore he strove with might
and main that Eric should be brought in guilty, nor did he fail in
this.
So the end of it was that Eric Brighteyes was outlawed, his lands
declared forfeit, and his head a wolf's head, to be taken by him who
might, should he set foot in Iceland.
Thereafter, the Althing being ended, Björn, Gizur, and Ospakar, with
all their company, rode away to Middalhof to sit at the marriage-
feast. But Swanhild and her folk went by sea in the long war-ship to
Westmans. For this was her plan: to seize on Coldback and to sit there
for a while, till she saw if Eric came out to Iceland. Also she
desired to see the wedding of Ospakar and Gudruda, for she had been
bidden to it by Björn, her half-brother.
Now Ospakar came to Middalhof, and found Gudruda waiting his coming.
She stood in the great hall, pale and cold as April snow, and greeted
him courteously. But when he would have kissed her, she shrank from
him, for now he was more hideous in her sight than he had ever been,
and she loathed him in her heart.
That night there was feasting in the hall, and at the feast Gudruda
heard that Eric had been made outlaw. Then she spoke:
"This is an ill deed, thus to judge an absent man."
"Say, Gudruda," said Björn in her ear, "hast thou not also judged Eric
who is absent?"
She turned her head and spoke no more of Eric; but Björn's words fixed
themselves in her heart like arrows. The tale was strange to her, for
it seemed that Eric had been made outlaw at Swanhild's suit, and yet
Eric was Swanhild's love: for Swanhild's self had sent the lock of
Brighteyes' hair by Hall, saying that he was her love and soon would
wed her. How, then, did Swanhild bring a suit against him who should
be her husband? Moreover, she heard that Swanhild sailed down to
Coldback, and was bidden to the marriage-feast, that should be on the
third day from now. Could it be, then, when all was said and done,
that Eric was less faithless than she deemed? Gudruda's heart stood
still and the blood rushed to her brow when she thought on it. Also,
even if it were so, it was now too late. And surely it was not so, for
had not Eric been made outlaw? Men were not made outlaw for a little
thing. Nay, she would meet her fate, and ask no more of Eric and his
doings.
On the morrow, as Gudruda sat in her chamber, it was told her that
Saevuna, Thorgrimur's widow and Eric's mother, had come from Coldback
to speak with her. For, after the death of Asmund and of Unna, Saevuna
had moved back to Coldback on the Marsh.
"Nay, how can this be?" said Gudruda astonished, for she knew well
that Saevuna was now both blind and bed-ridden.
"She has been borne here in a chair," said the woman who told her,
"and that is a strange sight to see."
At first Gudruda was minded to say her nay; but her heart softened,
and she bade them bring Saevuna in. Presently she came, being set in a
chair upon the shoulders of four men. She was white to see, for
sickness had aged her much, and she stared about her with sightless
eyes. But she was still tall and straight, and her face was stern to
look on. To Gudruda it seemed like that of Eric when he was angered.
"Am I nigh to Gudruda the Fair, Asmund's daughter?" asked Saevuna.
"Methinks I hear her breathe."
"I am here, mother," said Gudruda. "What is thy will with me?"
"Set down, carles, and begone!" quoth Saevuna; "that which I have to
say I would say alone. When I summon you, come."
The carles set down the chair upon the floor and went.
"Gudruda," said the dame, "I am risen from my deathbed, and I have
caused myself to be borne on my last journey here across the meads,
that I may speak with thee and warn thee. I hear that thou hast put
away my son, Eric Brighteyes, to whom thou art sworn in marriage, and
art about to give thyself to Ospakar Blacktooth. I hear also that thou
hast done this deed because a certain man, Hall of Lithdale--whom from
his youth up I have known for a liar and a knave, and whom thou
thyself didst mistrust in years gone by--has come hither to Iceland
from Orkneys, bearing a tale of Eric's dealings with thy half-sister
Swanhild. This I hear, further: that Swanhild, Atli's widow, hath come
out to Iceland and laid a suit against Eric for the slaying of Atli
the Earl, her husband, and that Eric has been outlawed and his lands
at Coldback are forfeit. Tell me now, Gudruda, Asmund's daughter, if
these tales be true?"
"The tales are true, mother," said Gudruda.
"Then hearken to me, girl. Eric sprang from my womb, who of all living
men is the best and first, as he is the bravest and most strong. I
have reared this Eric from a babe and I know his heart well. Now I
tell thee this, that, whatever Eric has done or left undone, naught of
dishonour is on his hands. Mayhap Swanhild has deceived him--thou art
a woman, and thou knowest well the arts which women have, and the
strength that Freya gives them. Well thou knowest, also, of what breed
this Swanhild came; and perchance thou canst remember how she dealt
with thee, and with what mind she looked on Eric. Perchance thou canst
remember how she plotted against thee and Eric--ay, how she thrust
thee from Goldfoss brink. Say, then, wilt thou take her word? Wilt
thou take the word of this witch-daughter of a witch? Wilt thou not
think on Groa, her mother, and of Groa's dealings with thy father, and
with Unna my kinswoman? As the mother is, so shall the daughter be.
Wilt thou cast Eric aside, and that unheard?"
"There is no more room for doubt, mother," said Gudruda. "I have proof
of this: that Eric has forsaken me."
"So thou thinkest, child; but I tell thee that thou art wrong! Eric
loves thee now as he loved thee aforetime, and will love thee always."
"Would that I could believe it!" said Gudruda. "If I could believe
that Eric still loved me--ay, even though he had been faithless to me
--I would die ere I wed Ospakar!"
"Thou art foolish, Gudruda, and thou shalt rue thy folly bitterly. I
am outworn, and death draws near to me--far from me now are hates and
loves, hopes and fears; but I know this: that woman is mad who, loving
a man, weds where she loves not. Shame shall be her portion and
bitterness her bread. Unhappy shall she live, and when she comes to
die, but as a wilderness--but as the desolate winter snow, shall be
the record of her days!"
Now Gudruda wept aloud. "What is done is done," she cried; "the
bridegroom sits within the hall--the bride awaits him in the bower.
What is done is done--I may hope no more to be saved from Ospakar."
"What is done is done, yet it can be brought to nothing; but soon that
shall be done which may never be undone! Gudruda, fare thee well!
Never shall I listen to thy voice again. I hold thee shameless, thou
unfaithful woman, who in thy foolish jealousy art ready to sell
thyself to the arms of one thou hatest! Ho! carles; come hither. Bear
me hence!"
Now the men came in and took up Saevuna's chair. Gudruda watched them
bear her forth. Then suddenly she sprang from her seat and ran after
her into the hall, weeping bitterly.
Now as Saevuna, Eric's mother, was carried out she was met by Ospakar
and Björn.
"Stay," said Björn. "What does this carline here?--and why weeps
Gudruda, my sister?"
The men halted. "Who calls me 'carline'?" said Saevuna. "Is the voice
I hear the voice of Björn, Asmund's son?"
"It is my voice, truly," said Björn, "and I would know this--and this
would Ospakar, who stands at my side, know also--why thou comest here,
carline? and why Gudruda weeps?"
"Gudruda weeps because she has good cause to weep, Björn. She weeps
because she has betrayed her love, Eric Brighteyes, my son, and is
about to be sold in marriage--to be sold to thee, Ospakar Blacktooth,
like a heifer at a fair."
Then Björn grew angry and cursed Saevuna, nor did Ospakar spare to add
his ill words. But the old dame sat in her chair, listening silently
till all their curses were spent.
"Ye are evil, the twain of you," she said, "and ye have told lies of
Eric, my son; and ye have taken his bride for lust and greed, playing
on the jealous folly of a maid like harpers on a harp. Now I tell you
this, Björn and Ospakar! My blind eyes are opened and I see this hall
of Middalhof, and lo! it is but a gore of blood! Blood flows upon the
board--blood streams along the floor, and ye--ye twain!--lie dead
thereon, and about your shapes are shrouds, and on her feet are Hell-
shoon! Eric comes and Whitefire is aloft, and no more shall ye stand
before him whom ye have slandered than stands the birch before the
lightning stroke! Eric comes! I see his angry eyes--I see his helm
flash in the door-place! Red was that marriage-feast at which sat
Unna, my kinswoman, and Asmund, thy father--redder shall be the feast
where sit Gudruda, thy sister, and Ospakar! The wolf howls at thy
door, Björn! the grave-worm opens his mouth! trolls run to and fro
upon thy threshold, and the ghosts of men speed Hellwards! Ill were
the deeds of Groa--worse shall be the deeds of Groa's daughter! Red is
thy hall with blood, Björn!--for Whitefire is aloft and--/I tell thee
Eric comes!/"--and with one great cry she fell back--dead.
Now they stood amazed, and trembling in their fear.
"Saevuna hath spoken strange words," said Björn.
"Shall we be frightened by a dead hag?" quoth Ospakar, drawing his
breath again. "Fellows, bear this carrion forth, or we fling it to the
dogs."
Then the men tied the body of Saevuna, Thorgrimur's widow, Eric's
mother, fast in the chair, and bore it thence. But when at length they
came to Coldback, they found that Swanhild was there with all her
following, and had driven Eric's grieve and his folk to the fells. But
one old carline, who had been nurse to Eric, was left there, and she
sat wailing in an outhouse, being too weak to move.
Then the men set down the corpse of Saevuna in the outhouse, and,
having told all their tale to the carline, they fled also.
That night passed, and passed the morrow; but on the next day at dawn
Eric Brighteyes and Skallagrim Lambstail landed near Westman Isles.
They had made a bad passage from Fareys, having been beat about by
contrary winds; but at length they came safe and well to land.
Now this was the day of the marriage-feast of Gudruda the Fair and
Ospakar; but Eric knew nothing of these tidings.
"Where to now, lord?" said Skallagrim.
"To Coldback first, to see my mother, if she yet lives, and to learn
tidings of Gudruda. Then as it may chance."
Near to the beach was a yeoman's house. Thither they went to hire
horses; but none were in the house, for all had gone to Gudruda's
marriage-feast. In the home meadow ran two good horses, and in the
outhouses were saddles and bridles. They caught the horses, saddled
them and rode for Coldback. When they had ridden for something over an
hour they came to the crest of a height whence they could see Coldback
in the Marsh.
Eric drew rein and looked, and his heart swelled within him at the
sight of the place where he was born. But as he looked he saw a great
train of people ride away from Coldback towards Middalhof--and in the
company a woman wearing a purple cloak.
"Now what may this mean?" said Eric.
"Ride on and we shall learn," answered Skallagrim.
So they rode on, and as they rode Eric's breast grew heavy with fear.
Now they passed up the banked way through the home meadows of the
house, but they could see no one; and now they were at the door. Down
sprang Eric and walked into the hall. But none were there to greet
him, though a fire yet burned upon the earth. Only a gaunt hound
wandered about the hall, and, seeing him, sprang towards him,
growling. Eric knew him for his old wolf-hound, and called him by his
name. The dog listened, then ran up and smelt his hands, and
straightway howled with joy and leapt upon him. For a while he leapt
thus, while Eric stared around him wondering and sad at heart. Then
the dog ran to the door and stopped, whining. Eric followed after him.
The hound passed through the entrance, and across the yard till he
came to an outhouse. Here the dog stopped and scratched at the door,
still whining. Eric thrust it open. Lo! there before him sat Saevuna,
his mother, dead in a chair, and at her feet crouched the carline--she
who had been Eric's nurse.
Now he grasped the door-posts to steady himself, and his shadow fell
upon the white face of his mother and the old carline at her feet. _
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