"There is news for you.

He is at Thrandheim, and the north has risen for him.
We are his men." Gorm's eyes shone, and he whistled softly.

"News indeed! This is a day of wonders.

What next ?" "How many of the men in the hall will stand by Arnkel when Gerda is known ?" I asked.

"She would have no fighting if it can be avoided." Maybe a dozen--men who never knew her.