‘That’s his concern as well as hers, and hers as well as ours.’
‘She? Ought she not to think herself only too much honoured by marrying a son of Odin? Is she going to be more dainty than Placidia?’
‘What was good enough for an emperor’s daughter must be good enough for her.’
‘Good enough? And Adolf only a Balt, while Amalric is a full-blooded Amal—Odin’s son by both sides?’
‘I don’t know whether she would understand that.’
‘Then we would make her. Why not carry her off, and marry her to the Amal whether she chose or not? She would be well content enough with him in a week, I will warrant.’
‘But there is Pelagia in the way.’
‘Put her out of the way, then.’
‘Impossible.’
‘It was this morning; a week hence it may not be. I heard a promise made to-night which will do it, if there be the spirit of a Goth left in the poor besotted lad whom we know of.’