f a vast sum he contrived to get back to the
distinction which he had long quitted. If you ask how much he paid
for them, inquire of those who have found out what is the price of a
godhead. I own that to me it is but little worth.

Thus Oller was driven out from Byzantium by Odin and retired into
Sweden. Here, while he was trying, as if in a new world, to repair the
records of his glory, the Danes slew him. The story goes that he was
such a cunning wizard that he used a certain bone, which he had marked
with awful spells, wherewith to cross the seas, instead of a vessel;
and that by this bone he passed over the waters that barred his way as
quickly as by rowing.

But Odin, now that he had regained the emblems of godhead, shone over
all parts of the world with such a lustre of renown that all nations
welcomed him as though he were light restored to the universe; nor was
any spot to be found on the earth which did not hornage to his might.
Then finding that Boe, his son by Rhlda, was enamoured of the hardships
of war, he called him, and bade him bear in mind the slaying of his
brother: saying that it would be better for him to take vengeande on the
murderers of Balder than to overcome them in battle; for warfare was
most fitting and wholesome when a holy occasion for waging it was
furnished by a righteous opening for vengeande.

News came meantime that Gewar had been slain by the guile of his own
satrap (jarl), Gunne. Hother determined to visit his murder with the
strongest and sharpest revenge. So he surprised Gunne, cast him on a
blazing pyre, and burnt him; for Gunne had himself treacherously waylaid
Gewar, and burnt him alive in the night. This was his offering of
vengeance to the shade of his foster-father; and then he made his sons,
Herlek and Gerit, rulers of Norway.

Then he summoned the elders to assembly, and told them that he would
perish in the war wherein he was bound to meet Boe, and said that he
knew this by no doubtful guesswork, but by sure prophecies of seers.
So he besought them to make his son RORIK king, so that the judgment
of wicked men should not transfer the royalty to strange and unknown
houses; averring that he would reap more joy from the succession of
his son than bitterness from his own impending death. This request was
speedily granted. Then he met Boe in battle and was killed; but small
joy the victory gave Boe. Indeed, he left the battle so sore stricken
that he was lifted on his shiel