His voice was as I thought to hear it--clear and steady, and yet deep.
"So, Ranald Vemundsson, you are worthy of your father.

It may be that you bear me ill will on his account, but I would have you forget the deeds done that Norway might be one, and the happier therefor." "Had my father been slain in fair fight, lord king," I said, "no ill will had been thought of.

It has not been in my mind that you bade Rognvald slay him as he did.

And that Jarl is dead, and the feud is done with therefore.

Jarl Einar is my foster father, moreover." "That is well said," answered Harald.