Part 25 (1/2)

”This is the great man,” they cried, ”this is that Eric of whose deeds folk sing! Look! he weeps like a child when he sees the water. Drag him forth and away with him into the sea!”

”Little need for that,” cried Eric, and lo! the cloaks about him and Skallagrim flew aside. Out they came with a roar; they came out as a she-bear from her cave, and high above Brighteyes' golden curls Whitefire shone in the pale light, and nigh to it shone the axe of Skallagrim. Whitefire flared aloft, then down he fell and sought the false heart of the mate. The great axe of Skallagrim shone and was lost in the breast of the carle who stood before him.

”Trolls!” shrieked one. ”Here are trolls!” and turned to fly. But again Whitefire was up and that man flew not far--one pace, and no more. Then they fled screaming and after them came axe and sword. They fled, they fell, they leaped into the sea, till none were left to fall and leap, for they had no time or heart to find or draw their weapons, and presently Eric Brighteyes and Skallagrim Lambstail stood alone upon the deck--alone with the dead.

”Swanhild is a wise witch,” gasped Eric, ”and, whatever ill she has done, I will remember this to her honour.”

”Little good comes of witchcraft,” answered Skallagrim, wiping his brow: ”to-day it works for our hands, to-morrow it shall work against them.”

”To the helm,” said Eric; ”the s.h.i.+p yaws and comes side on to the seas.”

Skallagrim sprang to the tiller and put his strength on it, and but just in time, for one big sea came aboard them and left much water in the hold.

”We owe this to thy Baresark ways,” said Eric. ”Hadst thou not slain the steersman we had not filled with water.”

”True, lord,” answered Skallagrim; ”but when once my axe is aloft, it seems to fly of itself, till nothing is left before it. What course now?”

”The same on which the Gudruda was laid. Perhaps, if we may endure till we come to the Farey Isles,[*] we shall find her in harbour there.”

[*] The Faroes.

”There is not much chance of that,” said Skallagrim; ”still, the wind is fair, and we fly fast before it.”

Then they lashed the tiller and set to bailing. They bailed long, and it was heavy work, but they rid the s.h.i.+p of much water. After that they ate food, for it was now morning, and it came on to blow yet more strongly.

For three days and three nights it blew thus, and the Raven sped along before the gale. All this time, turn and turn about, Eric and Skallagrim stood at the helm and tended the sails. They had little time to eat, and none to sleep. They were so hard pressed also, and must harbour their strength so closely, that the bodies of the dead men yet c.u.mbered the hold. Thus they grew very weary and like to fall from faintness, but still they held the Raven on her course. In the beginning of the fourth night a great sea struck the good s.h.i.+p so that she quivered from stem to stern.

”Methinks I hear water bubbling up,” said Skallagrim in a hoa.r.s.e voice.

Eric climbed down into the well and lifted the bottom planks, and there beneath them was a leak through which the water spouted in a thin stream. He stopped up the rent as best he might with garments from the dead men, and placed ballast stones upon them, then clambered on to the deck again.

”Our hours are short now,” he said, ”the water rushes in apace.”

”Well, it is time to rest,” said Skallagrim; ”but see, lord!” and he pointed ahead. ”What land is that?”

”It must be the Fareys,” answered Eric; ”now, if we can but keep afloat for three hours more, we may yet die ash.o.r.e.”

After this the wind began to fall, but still there was enough to drive the Raven on swiftly.

And ever the water gained in the hold.

Now they were not far from land, for ahead of them the bleak hills towered up, s.h.i.+ning in the faint midnight light, and between the hills was a cleft that seemed to be a fjord. Another hour pa.s.sed, and they were no more than ten furlongs from the mouth of the fjord, when suddenly the wind fell, and they were in calm water under shelter of the land. They went amids.h.i.+ps and looked. The hold was half full of water, and in it floated the bodies of Ospakar's men.

”She has not long to live,” said Skallagrim, ”but we may still be saved if the boat is not broken.”

Now aft, near the tiller, a small boat was bound on the half deck of the Raven. They went to it and looked; it was whole, with oars lashed in it, but half full of water, which they must bail out. This they did as swiftly as they might; then they cut the little boat loose, and, having made it fast with a rope, lifted it over the side-rail and let it fall into the sea, and that was no great way, for the Raven had sunk deep.

It fell on an even keel, and Eric let himself down the rope into it and called to Skallagrim to follow.

”Bide a while, lord,” he answered; ”there is that which I would bring with me.”

For a s.p.a.ce Eric waited and then called aloud, ”Swift! thou fool; swift!