On the choice of a profession . ys Finnward Keelfarer, I wish we get no harm by her! But thegoodwifes pleasure must be done, saidhe, which was his common word. When she was at work, Thorgunnawore the rudest of plain clothes, thoughever clean as a cat; but at night in thehall she was more dainty, for she loved tobe admired. No doubt she made herselflook well, and many thought she was acomely woman still, and to those she wasalways favorable and full of pleasantspeech. But the more that some pleasedher, it was thought by good judges thatthey pleased Aud the less. When midsummer was passed, a com
On the choice of a profession . ys Finnward Keelfarer, I wish we get no harm by her! But thegoodwifes pleasure must be done, saidhe, which was his common word. When she was at work, Thorgunnawore the rudest of plain clothes, thoughever clean as a cat; but at night in thehall she was more dainty, for she loved tobe admired. No doubt she made herselflook well, and many thought she was acomely woman still, and to those she wasalways favorable and full of pleasantspeech. But the more that some pleasedher, it was thought by good judges thatthey pleased Aud the less. When midsummer was passed, a com-pany of young men upon a journey cameto the house by Frodis Water. That wasalways a great day for Aud, when therewere gallants at table; and what madethis day the greater, Alf of the Fells was inthe company, and she thought Alf fanciedher. So be sure Aud wore her best. Butwhen Thorgunna came from the bed-place,she was arrayed like any queen and thebroad brooch was in her bosom. All nightin the hall these women strove with each. It was a rough day, the sea was wild, the boat labored exceedingly.^Page 698. Other; and the little maid, Asdis, lookedon, and was ashamed and knew not Thorgunna pleased beyond all; shetold of strange things that had befallen inthe world; when she pleased, she had thecue to laughter; she sang, and her voicewas full and her songs new in that island;and whenever she turned, the eyes shonein her face and the brooch glittered at herbosom. So that the young men forgot theword of the merchants as to the womansage, and their looks followed her all was sick with envy. Sleep fledher; her husband slept, but she sat up-right beside him in the bed, and gnawedher fingers. Now she began to hate Thor-gunna, and the glittering of the greatbrooch stood before her in the , she thought, it must be theglamour of that brooch! She is not so fairas I; she is as old as the dead in the hill-side; and as for her wit and her songs, itis little I think o
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