ers with them, for we could
not let them go back to their master.

One was a jarl from the south, and the others men of less note, and
they had looked to gather men to Eric hence. Now they were fairly
thunderstruck to hear of the coming of Hakon, and as it seemed to
us not altogether displeased. There would be nothing but turmoil in
the land so long as Eric reigned.

In the end these men passed their word not to try to escape, or to
plot here for Eric, until they went back with the ship to
Thrandheim, and so we had no more trouble with them. Thereafter two
joined Hakon, as I have heard, and the others were glad to bide
quietly and at least not hinder him; so we did well for the young
king.

When we had arranged thus with these men, I went to Asbiorn to
learn how he had bestowed Arnkel.

"He is down at the wharf," he answered. "Aye, on board the ship.
Maybe you had better come and see him."

"I do not know that I have aught to say to him," said I. "The man
is not worth a word. What do the townsfolk say of him?"

"They had a good deal to say," he answered. "Not what one would
call good words, either. There is no party on his side here, and
you will have naught but welcome on all hands. Nevertheless, come
down to the ship before you go to the guest house for the night. I
sleep on board."

"The people cannot hold you as in league with Arnkel now," I said.
"They will not molest you."

"They know that there is no league between us now, at all events,"
he answered, with a short laugh. "No, there will be no trouble of
any kind."

Bertric and I rose up and bade Eric's men go to the guest hall, and
so we two went out of the great door with Asbiorn. With us came
Phelim and my Caithness men, and Gorm the Steward, and a dozen of
the others of the place. It was a still, frosty night, and overhead
wavered and flickered across the stars the red and golden shafts
and waves of the northern lights, very brightly, so that all the
sky seemed to burn with them, and it was well nigh as light as day
with their weird brightness. Under them the still fjord glowed in
answer, silent and peaceful, as the fires burned up and faded.

We went to the stockade gate, and down the little street to the
wharf. Only a few men were about, but they were not armed, and the
houses were dark now. There was no sign of unrest in all the place,
as there well might have been had things gone awry for us.

"Have a care, Asbiorn," said Bertric. "There ma