make safety safer," Fred
suggested; and the girl seconded his proposal by a "Yes, please, Uncle
Brues."

The old gentleman agreed, and away they went; and Dr. Holtum said aside
to the minister that nothing more satisfactory had he ever witnessed
than the sailing round Havnholme of those two men together, with so
sweet a bond between them as fair little Signy.

When the long, happy day was nearing its close, and the party was
preparing to embark, Isobel Garson said, "I didn't like to spoil Fred's
beautiful oration and funereal ceremonies with any small idea of my
own, but _now_ perhaps I may be allowed to suggest that we each take a
beach stone and cast it on those 'turned' sods, and so erect a cairn in
memory of this day."

"A capital suggestion, my dear!" said Mr. Adiesen, who had taken quite
a fancy to Isobel, whose bright, high-spirited ways attracted him very
much, and he was ready to second any suggestion she might offer.

"Good for you, Isobel!" exclaimed her brother; "but I don't see why we
need confine ourselves to one stone each. Let us make the cairn a good
big one, boys."

In a short time a considerable heap of round, smooth stones from the
shore were piled over the sepulchre of the feud, and Yaspard remarked,
"There never was a fend strong enough to escape from under that big
rougue."

"Shoo! shoo! shoo! Uncle!" screamed Thor, quite impatient over such
(to him) meaningless proceedings. Then, despairing of convincing
anybody there that they ought to go home, he spread his great wings and
deliberately sailed away through the air to Boden.

"Thor is right for once," said Dr. Holtum, "and it is quite time we
were all on the wing for our homes; so, shoo! shoo! shoo!" and he put
out his hands, as if he were driving away a flock of birds, with the
result that every one "made tracks" for the boats.

There was a good deal of whispering between Yaspard and the Manse boys
before they parted; and there was a very significant "Good-bye," from
the Yarl of Broch. He had kept our Viking-boy very much with him
throughout the day, and had quite enchanted him by suggesting a scheme
which contained the germ of much exciting adventure, although there was
no enemy to meet or circumvent. And this scheme must have been on
Viking lines, if we may judge from old Hoskald Halsen's farewell words
to Yaspard.

"Now mind, boy," he shouted, as the _Osprey_ parted company from the
other boats, "mind you think it well out, a