Now you are here first, and one comes with a message from you on the spot.

The luck of the torque lingers with Queen Gerda even yet." He bowed to her in his way, and she laughed, and looked for the gold.

He had not it on him now.
"Have you parted with it already ?" she asked.
"With the torque, but not with the luck, as it is to be hoped," he said.

"You will see my father wearing it soon.

It must needs be on the neck of the head of the realm." "What were you while you wore it ?" asked Thoralf, who knew the Irish ways.
"Deputy king for the time," answered Dalfin dryly.