"Grani hight I," answered that one. "Years long have I been fostered
here, and I remember little of my childhood. But Einar is my father,
Fellstead was our home, and the place is that same Broadfirth out in
Iceland. So much I know and no more."
Then those who stood by saw Rolf draw his short-sword and spring at
Grani. At his forehead Rolf laid the sword, the flat to the skin.
"Thus," cried he, "I laid this sword to thy father's head. But thus"
(and he turned the sword) "I lay it to thine, edge to thy flesh. And
because I promised to do it, thus I draw thy blood!"
He drew the sword lightly across Grani's forehead, and the blood
started out in little drops. Then Rolf dropped his arm, sheathed his
sword, and stood quiet; but Grani, white with rage, snatched a spear
from one of the Earl's men, and would have slain Rolf had not the Earl
himself come between.
"Now," quoth Thorfinn grimly, "here is an odd end to
blood-brothership. The cause of this shall I hear, from first unto
last."
Then Rolf told the story of his father's wrongs and his own, and Frodi
said it all was true. Grani, though he learned what his father had
done, stood still and said no word, except that he cried at the end:
"Great insult hath Rolf offered me in drawing my blood, and for that
shall he pay with his."
"Meseems," answered the Earl, "that the weight of blood-debt is still
on thy side, and it is well for thee that Rolf took not payment in
full. And this I advise, that here ye two make up the feud; and all
money atonements I will make to Rolf, if so be I see ye accorded."
"I will lay down the feud on these terms," said Rolf, "if Grani will
get me my homestead again."
But deep anger burned in Grani that his offer of blood-brothership had
been so answered, by the shedding of his blood. He strode to the
spears that held the strip of turf, and cast them down. "My feud do I
keep!" he cried.
"Then of thee," said the Earl, "I wash my hands. But I will take Rolf
to me, to be of my bodyguard so long as he will."
"Lord Earl," answered Rolf, "I thank thee for the honor, but in the
ship which thou hast given me I must return to Iceland, there to clear
me of mine outlawry by means of my bow."
And then that meeting of men broke up, and Rolf set himself to fit his
ship for the outward voyage, and to hire sailors. He had wealth
enough, in Kiartan's goods, to pay for all his father had lost; but in
the viking's bow he had that treasure which he most prized, for it
should win him his honor again, and the homestead which his fathers
had built.
He provisioned his ship, and he hired men and a shipmaster, and soon
was ready for the voyage outward. Now the spring was early, without
storms as yet.
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