f the sea, and he died in my arms, as you might
say, doating on the memory of another son. That son's mother had
supplanted my mother and that son himself had supplanted me, so I
vowed to kill him for his father's sake. I did not do that neither. I
had never once set eyes on my enemy, I had done nothing but say what
I meant to do, when you took me and tried me and condemned me.
Perhaps that was injustice, such as could have been met with nowhere
save here in Iceland, yet I thank God for it now. By what chance I do
not know, but in that hell to which you sent me, where all names are
lost and no man may know his yoke-fellow, except by his face if he
has seen it, I met with one who became my friend, my brother, my
second self. I loved him, as one might love a little child. And he
loved me--yes, me,--I could swear it. You had thought me a beast, and
shut me out from the light of day and the company of Christian men.
But he made me a man, and lit up the darkness of my night."

His deep strong voice faltered, and he stopped, and nothing was
audible save the excited breathing of the people. Greeba was looking
up into his haggard face with amazement written upon her own.

"Must I go on," he cried, in a voice rent with agony. "I have brought
him here, and he is Michael Sunlocks. My brother in suffering is my
brother in blood. The man I have vowed to slay is the man I have
tried to save."

Some of the people could not restrain their tears, and the white
faces of the others quivered visibly.

"Why have you brought him here?" asked the Judge.

At that moment Michael Sunlocks began to move and to moan, as if
consciousness were coming back to him. Jorgen Jorgensen saw this, and
the proud composure with which he had looked on and listened while
Sunlocks lay like a man dead left him in an instant.

"Why have you brought Michael Sunlocks here?" said the Judge again.

"Why has he brought him here?" said Jorgen Jorgensen bitterly. "To be
arrested. That's why he has brought him here. See, the man is coming
to. He will do more mischief yet, unless he is prevented. Take him,"
he shouted to two of the guards from Krisuvik, who had come with
Greeba, and now stood behind her.

"Wait!" cried the Judge, lifting his hand.

There was no gainsaying his voice, and the guards who had stepped
forward dropped back.

Then he turned to Jason again and repeated his question, "Why have
you brought Michael Sunlocks here?"

At that, Jorgen Jorge