"Skallagrim Lambstail, thou hast a true heart. I too have sinned, and now I put away thy sin, although Gudruda is dead through thee and Imust die because of thee. Stay by me if thou wilt and let us fall together."Then Skallagrim came to Eric, and, kneeling before him, took his hands and kissed them.
"Now I am once more a man," he said, "and I know this: we two shall die such a great death that it will be well to have lived to die it!"and he arose and shouted:
"A! hai! A! hai! I see foes pass in pride!
A! hai! A! hai! Valkyries ride the wind!
Hear the song of the sword!
Whitefire is aloft--aloft!
Bare is the axe of the Baresark!
Croak, ye nesting ravens;
Flap your wings, ye eagles, For bright is Mosfell's cave with blood!
Lap! lap! thou Grey Wolf, Laugh aloud, Odin!
"Laugh till shake the golden doors;
Heroes' feet are set on Bifrost, Open, ye hundred gates!
A! hai! A! hai! red runs the fray!
A! hai! A! hai! Valkyries ride the wind!"
Then Skallagrim turned and went to clean his harness and the golden helm of Eric.
Now at Coldback Gizur spoke with Swanhild.
"Thou hast brought the greatest shame upon me," he said, "for thou hast caused me to slay a sleeping woman. Knowest thou that my own men will scarcely speak with me? I have come to this evil pass, through love of thee, that I have slain a sleeping woman!""It was not my fault that thou didst kill Gudruda," answered Swanhild;"surely I thought it was Eric whom thy sword pierced! I have not sought thy love, Gizur, and I say this to thee: go, if thou wilt, and leave me alone!"Now Gizur looked at her, and was minded to go; but, as Swanhild knew well, she held him too fast in the net of her witcheries.
"I would go, if I might go!" answered Gizur; "but I am bound to thee for good or evil, since it is fated that I shall wed thee.""Thou wilt never wed me while Eric lives," said Swanhild.
Now she spoke thus truthfully, and by chance, as it were, not as driving Gizur on to slay Eric--for, now that Gudruda was dead, she was in two minds as to this matter, since, if she might, she still desired to take Eric to herself--but meaning that while Eric lived she would wed no other man. But Gizur took it otherwise.
"Eric shall certainly die if I may bring it about," he answered, and went to speak with his men.
Now all were gathered in the yard at Coldback, and that was a great company. But their looks were heavy because of the shame that Gizur, Ospakar's son, had brought upon them by the murder of Gudruda in her sleep.
"Hearken, comrades!" said Gizur: "great shame is come upon me because of a deed that I have done unwittingly, for I aimed at the eagle Eric and I have slain the swan Gudruda."Then a certain old viking in the company, named Ketel, whom Gizur had hired for the slaying of Eric, spoke:
"Man or woman, it is a niddering deed to kill folk in their sleep, Gizur! It is murder, and no less, and small luck can be hoped for from the stroke."Now Gizur felt that his people looked on him askance and heavily, and knew that it would be hard to show them that he was driven to this deed against his will, and by the witchcraft of Swanhild. So, as was his nature, he turned to guile for shelter, like a fox to his hole, and spoke to them with the tongue of a lawman; for Gizur had great skill in speech.
"That tale was not all true which Eric Brighteyes told you," he said.
