CHAPTER XXII.
"GIVE YE GOOD COUNSEL."
When they reached Moolapund they found all the household up and assembled for breakfast. Even Signy—though she looked pale and nervous—was there. The Laulie's approach had been noticed, but Mr. Adiesen merely remarked, "Your young friends come to fetch you, Mr. Garson, I suppose?"
He exchanged a knowing look with Fred. They had been conversing in private that morning for two hours, and both came into the breakfast-room with beaming faces. Even Aunt Osla could see without spectacles that a great change had come over her brother, and the good lady's heart was lightened, for she was sure the feud had come to an end at last.
Yaspard came to much the same conclusion when he ushered his companions into the house, and saw Uncle Brüs leaning familiarly on Fred's arm, and quite ready to greet the Lunda boys with cordiality.
This was what our Viking-boy had longed for, and had hoped to bring about; yet there was a comical regret mingled with his pleasure as he thought, "There will be no more excuse for my Viking raids."
As they all gathered around the table Mr. Adiesen said, "I suppose you came for your captain, young gentlemen?"
A moment's pause. "Yes," said Harry; "we were sure he would want to get home soon to report Signy and Yaspard all right, but——"
"There's a 'but,' is there? Well?" said the Laird with a smile, which was reflected on Fred's face.