Leif turned it to the people, crying in the ancient words: "Odin takes; who dare deny ?" All eyes were fixed upon him, standing in his black robe, and holding aloft the gleaming sword that had grown dull.

Yes, even the patient eyes of Steinar, bound upon the stone.
Then it was that some spirit stirred in my heart which drove me on to step between the priest and his prey.

Standing in the doorway of the chapel, a tall, young shape against the gloom behind, I said in a steady voice: "I dare deny!" A gasp of wonderment went up from all who heard, and Steinar, lifting himself a little from the stone, stared at me, shook his head as if in dissent, then let it fall again, and listened.
"Hearken, friends," I said.

"This man, my foster-brother, has committed a sin against me and my House.

My House is dead--I alone remain; and on behalf of the dead and of myself I forgive him his sin, which, indeed, was less his than another's.