"
So I told him how Grim and I had taken Havelok from Hodulf, and then he
was the more certain that we had saved the son of our king.
Now we thought that we had got to the bottom of the whole matter of the
wedding. Of course the dream had all to do with the fainting, but
nothing to do with the supposed wish. But we did not know that.
"Speak not of Gunnar by name, however," I said; "he was a terror to
Christian folk. The priest is likely to hinder the marriage with all his
might else."
Withelm flushed as he had when he first spoke of the priest to me.
"I think not, brother; for he knows Havelok well, and loves him."
"So," said I shortly, "he hopes to make him a Christian, doubtless."
"I think that he will do so, if he has a Christian wife to help."
"That would not suit Havelok," I said, laughing.
"Nay, but such a mind as his it seems to suit well already, though he
has not heard much."
"Why, then," said I, wondering, "if it suits our best and bravest, it
must be a wondrous faith. It seems strange, however; but I know naught
of it. What is good for him and you, my brother, is sure to be best."
"I feared that you would be angry."
"Nay, but with you and Havelok? How should that be? Why, if you two said
that we must turn Christian, I should hold it right; so would Raven. I
suppose that I go to the Ve [11] because you do.
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