"Aye," I answered.
"And he died thereafter?"
"He died, Jarl," I said; and I said it sadly.
Then said Hubba:
"Almost had I a hope that he yet lived, as you live. But it was a poor hope. We have held him as dead for many a long day."
But Ingvar looked at Beorn fixedly, and the man shrank away from his gaze.
"How did he die, is what I would know?" he said sternly.
"Let the man to whom Halfden and Lodbrok gave these gifts tell us presently. We have enough ill news for the time. Surely we knew that the jarl was dead, and it is ours but to learn how;" said Hubba.
"How know you that these men slew not both?"
"Jarl Ingvar," I said; "I will tell you all you will, but I would do so in some less hurried way than this. For I have much to tell."