ing will not thank thee for his slaying," said he, laying his hand
on Hauskuld's arm.

The latter made no reply except to utter a curse, then, dropping his
sword, he struck Alric a blow on the forehead with his fist, which
knocked him insensible into the bottom of the boat.

"Yonder is the mouth of the cave," exclaimed one of the men.

"It may be the one we look for," muttered Hauskuld. "Pull into it."

So saying, he steered the boat into the cavern, and its keel soon grated
on the gravelly beach inside. The sound aroused Alric, who at first
could not see, owing to the gloom of the place, and the effects of the
blow; but he was brought suddenly to a state of mental activity and
anxiety when he recognised the sides of the well-known cave. Rising
quickly but cautiously, he listened, and knew by the sounds that the
boatmen, of whom there were eight, were searching for an outlet towards
the land. He therefore slipped over the side of the boat, and hastened
towards the darkest side of the cave, but Hauskuld caught sight of him.

"Ha! is the little dog trying to get away?" he shouted, running after
him.

The lad formed his plan instantly. "Come on, Hauskuld," he shouted,
with a wild laugh; "I will show thee the outlet, and get out before thee
too."

He then ran to the inner part of the cave that was farthest from the
secret opening, shouting as he ran, and making as much noise as
possible. The berserk and his men followed. The instant he reached the
extremity of the place Alric became as silent as a mouse, kicked off his
shoes, and ran nimbly round by the intricate turnings of the inner wall,
until he came to the foot of the dark natural staircase, which has been
referred to at the beginning of our tale. Up this he bounded, and
reached the open air above, while his pursuers were still knocking their
shins and heads on the rocks at the wrong end of the cave below.

Without a moment's pause the exulting boy dashed away towards Ulfstede.
He had not run two hundred yards, however, when he observed three men
standing on the top of the little mound to which the people of Ulfstede
were wont to mount when they wished to obtain an uninterrupted view of
the valley and the fiord. They hailed him at that moment, so he turned
aside, and found, on drawing near, that they were his brother Erling,
Glumm the Gruff, and Kettle Flat-nose.

"Why, Alric!" exclaimed Erling in surprise, on seeing the boy's swelled
and bloody face