“You will live to see me married yet, jarl.  My southern voyage shall be changed into my wedding feast.  Behold Osla, Queen of Sogn!”

Before his father had time to reply, Helgi sprang from his seat with a shout, and saluting Osla on the cheek, exclaimed,—­

“First of all King Estein’s friends I wish you joy!  Do you remember the sheep-skin coat?  I have not forgotten the maiden.  Skoal to Queen Osla!”

Instantly the shout was taken up till the smoky rafters rang and rang again; and so the feud ended, though the spell, they say, was never broken.

The end.