"
"Whom shall I bring, lord?" the steward asked in blank wonder, and Alsi
whispered his answer.
At that Berthun's hands flew up, and his mouth opened, and he did not stir.
"Go, fool," said Alsi, and I thought that he would have stamped his foot.
Now I knew who was meant in a moment, and even as the steward took his
first step from off the dais to go down the hail to his own entrance, I
said to Eglaf, "Here is an end to my service with you. My time is up."
"Why, what is amiss?"
"The bridegroom is my brother--that is all; and I must be free to
serve him as I may."
"Well, if that is so, you are in luck. But I do not think that either of
Grim's sons can be the man. Big enough are you, certainly, but goodly?
Nay, but that red head of yours spoils you."
I daresay that he would have said more about Raven and Withelm, for a
talk was going round; but a hush came suddenly, and then a strange
murmur of stifled wonder, for Havelok came into the hall after Berthun,
and all eyes were turned to him.
Now I saw my brother smile as he came, seeing someone whom he liked
first of all; and then he looked up the hall, and at once his face
became ashy pale, for he saw what was to be done. Yet he went on firmly,
looking neither to right nor left, until he came to the high place.
There he caught my eye, and I made a little sign to him to show that I
knew his trouble.
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