. Frithjof, the viking of Norway : and Roland, the paladin of France. ndtouch the boars brow. This was the vowhe took: io6 Frithjof I will find and capture Frithjof, eventhough there be no champion to comparewith him. So help me Frey, and Odin,and mighty Thor ! With scornful laugh the unknown sprangfrom his knees to his full height, his eyesflashed wrathfully, and his features workedangrily. He struck his sword against thetable with such violence as made the wallsresound and every guest start to his feet. * Hear now 77iy vow, my lord King, hecried. I know Frithjof well; he and Iare blood-kin.
. Frithjof, the viking of Norway : and Roland, the paladin of France. ndtouch the boars brow. This was the vowhe took: io6 Frithjof I will find and capture Frithjof, eventhough there be no champion to comparewith him. So help me Frey, and Odin,and mighty Thor ! With scornful laugh the unknown sprangfrom his knees to his full height, his eyesflashed wrathfully, and his features workedangrily. He struck his sword against thetable with such violence as made the wallsresound and every guest start to his feet. * Hear now 77iy vow, my lord King, hecried. I know Frithjof well; he and Iare blood-kin. I will defend him, thougha world rise up in arms against him. Sohelp me Fate and my good sword ! The King laughed good-naturedly, andsaid : * I call that a challenge if ever therewas one. But speech is free where KingRing rules. Come, my Queen, pour outa horn of wine for our touchy guest, ofour best. He will, I trust, remain withus all winter. The Queen took up the horn that stoodupon the table before her, on bright silverfeet, mounted with hoops of gold, filled it. QUEEN AND VIKING. An Unbidden Guest 107 to the brim, and offered it to the guest,with downcast eye ; but it trembled as sheheld it, and a few red drops were spiltupon her lily-white hand. He took itgently from her and raised it to his men are now, no two would havedrained that horn ; he smiled, and quaffedit at one draught. Then the Skald took the harp whichstood by the royal table, and sang of loveand war, of ancient fathers deeds on landand sea, and of Valhallas joys, and allthat men delight to hear at feasts, whilestill the mighty horn went on its frequentrounds. High ran the revel and harm-less merriment, and when the guests dis-persed, their sleep was deep and free fromcare.
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