Gradually the girl became more composed. Her companion sat quietly, with tears in his eyes.
Suddenly she raised her tear-stained face towards him and asked:
“Do you hate him, too?”
Guest the One-eyed looked her straight in the face as he answered:
“For twenty years my life has been spent in seeking God’s mercy and forgiveness towards him.”
The girl’s eyes lit with pleasure.
“Then you knew him? And were you fond of him?”
The man was silent for a moment. Then he said:
“Sera Ketill is not dead.”
“Oh, thank God for that! Is it really true?”