But my mother only said, "May he rest in peace.

What of the Thane ?" Thereat the steward looked forthright into his lady's face, and spoke bravely for all around to hear: "Doubtless the levy is broken for this once, and he bides with Earl Ulfkytel to gather a new and stronger force.

The Thane has sent Grinkel on, and he has ridden in over-much haste for a wounded man.
He was ever eager." My mother gave back her old servant's look in silence, and seemed to assent.

Yet I, though I was but a lad of sixteen, could see what passed in that look of theirs.

I knew that surely my father had fallen, and that need was great for haste.
Then was hurry and hustle in the house as all that was most valuable was gathered, and I myself could but take my arms from the wall, and don mail-shirt and helm and sword and seax {2} and then look on, useless enough, with my thoughts in a whirl all the time.
Presently out of their tangle came one thing clearly to me, and that was that there were others whom I loved to be warned, besides the villagers.
My mother came into the hall again, and stood for a moment like a carven statue looking at the maidens who wrought at packing what they might.