"We might have thought as much," said the Captain.
There was another pause, and then Greeba said, "Yes, his own brother, who has followed him all his life to kill him."
The Captain smiled upon his warders and said, "It didn't look like it, madam."
"But it is true," said Greeba.
"He has been your husband's best friend," said the Captain.
"He is my husband's worst enemy," said Greeba.
"He has carried him off, I tell you," said the Captain.
"Then it is only that he may have his wicked will of him," said Greeba. "Ah, sir, you will tell me I don't know what I'm saying. But I know too well. It was for attempting my husband's life that Jason was sent to this place. That was before your time; but look and see if I speak the truth. Now I know it is false that my husband is only injured. Would he were! Would he were! Yet, what am I saying? Mercy me, what am I saying? But, only think, he has been carried off to his death. I know he has—I am sure he has; and better, a thousand thousand times better, that he should be here, however injured, with me to nurse him! But what am I saying again? Indeed, I don't know what I am saying. Oh, sir, forgive me; and heaven forgive me, also. But send after that man. Send instantly. Don't lose an hour more. Oh, believe me, sir, trust me, sir, for I am a broken-hearted woman; and why should I not speak the truth?"
"All this is very strange," said the Captain. "But set your mind at ease about the man Jason. The guards have already gone in pursuit of him, and he cannot escape. It is not for me to say your story is not true, though the facts, as we know them, discredit it. But, true or not, you shall tell it to the Governor as you have told it to me, so prepare to leave Krisuvik immediately."
And in less than an hour more Greeba was riding between two of the guards towards the valley of Thingvellir.