Now they were come to the prow, and there was a half deck under which they were set, out of reach of the wind and water. In the deck was a stout iron ring, and the men made them fast with ropes to it, so that they might move but little, and they set their helms and weapons behind them in such fashion that they could not come at them. Then they flung cloaks about them, and brought them food and drink, of which they stood much in need, and treated them well in every way. But for all this Skallagrim trusted them no more.
"We are new-hooked, lord," he said, "and they give us line. Presently they will haul us in.""Evil comes soon enough," answered Eric, "no need to run to greet it,"and he fell to thinking of Gudruda, and of the day's deeds, till presently he dropped asleep, for he was very weary.
Now it chanced that as Eric slept he dreamed a dream so strong and strange that it seemed to live within him. He dreamed that he slept there beneath the Raven's deck, and that a rat came and whispered spells into his ear. Then he dreamed that Swanhild glided towards him, walking on the stormy seas. He saw her afar, and she came swiftly, and ever the sea grew smooth before her feet, nor did the wind so much as stir her hair. Presently she stood by him in the ship, and, bending over him, touched him on the shoulder, saying:
"Awake, Eric Brighteyes! Awake! awake!"
It seemed to him that he awoke and said "What tidings, Swanhild?" and that she answered:
"Ill tidings, Eric--so ill that I am come hither from Straumey[*] to tell of them--ay, come walking on the seas. Had Gudruda done so much, thinkest thou?"[*] Stroma, the southernmost of the Orkneys.
"Gudruda is no witch," he said in his dream.
"Nay, but I am a witch, and it is well for thee, Eric. Ay, I am a witch. Now do I seem to sleep at Atli's side, and lo! here I stand by thine, and I must journey back again many a league before another day be born--ay, many a league, and all for love of thee, Eric! Hearken, for not long may the spell endure. I have seen this by my magic: that these men who bound thee come even now to take thee, sleeping, and cast thee and thy thrall into the deep, there to drown.""If it is fated it will befall," he said in his dream.
"Nay, it shall not befall. Put forth all thy might and burst thy bonds. Then fetch Whitefire; cut away the bonds of Skallagrim, and give him his axe and shield. This done, cover yourselves with your cloaks, and wait till ye hear the murderers come. Then rise and rush upon them, the two of you, and they shall melt before your might. Ihave journeyed over the great deep to tell thee this, Eric! Had Gudruda done as much, thinkest thou?"And it seemed to him that the wraith of Swanhild kissed him on the brow, sighed and vanished, bearing the rat in her bosom.
Eric awoke suddenly, just as though he had never slept, and looked around. He knew by the lowness of the sun that it was far into the night, and that he had slept for many hours. They were alone beneath the deck, and far aft, beyond the mast, as the vessel rose upon the waves--for the sea was still rough, though the wind had fallen--Eric saw the mate of the Raven talking earnestly with some men of his crew.
Skallagrim snored beside him.
"Awake!" Eric said in his ear, "awake and listen!"He yawned and roused himself. "What now, lord?" he said.
"This," said Eric, and he told him the dream that he had dreamed.
"That was a fey dream," said Skallagrim, "and now we must do as the wraith bade thee.""Easy to say, but hard to do," quoth Eric; "this is a great rope that holds us, and a strong.""Yes, it is great and strong; still, we must burst it."Now Eric and Skallagrim were made fast in this fashion: their hands were bound behind them, and their legs were lashed above the feet and above the knee. Moreover, a thick cord was fixed about the waist of each, and this cord was passed through the iron ring and knotted there. But it chanced that beneath the hollows of their knees ran an oaken beam, which held the forepart of the dragon together.
"We may try this," said Eric: "to set our feet against the beam and strain with all our strength upon the rope; though I think that no two men can part it.""We shall know that presently," said Skallagrim, gathering up his legs.
Then they set their feet against the beam and pulled till it groaned;but, though the rope gave somewhat, it would not break. They rested a while, then strained again till the sweat burst out upon them and the rope cut into their flesh, but still it would not part.
"We have found our match," said Eric.
"That is not altogether proved yet," answered the Baresark. "Many a shield is riven at the third stroke."So once again they set their feet against the beam, and put out all their strength.
"The ring bends," gasped Eric. "Now, when the roll of the ship throws our weight to leeward, in the name of Thor pull!"They waited, then put out their might, and lo! though the rope did not break, the iron ring burst asunder and they rolled upon the deck.
"Well pulled, truly," said Skallagrim as he struggled to his haunches:
"I am marked about the middle with rope-twists for many a day to come, that I will swear. What next, lord?""Whitefire," answered Eric.
Now, their arms were piled a fathom or more from where they sat, and right in the prow of the ship. Hither, then, they must crawl upon their knees, and this was weary work, for ever as the ship rolled they fell, and could in no wise save themselves from hurt. Eric was bleeding at the brow, and bloody was the hooked nose of Skallagrim, before they came to where Whitefire was. At length they reached the sword, and pushed aside the bucklers that were over it with their heads. The great war-blade was sheathed, and Eric must needs lie upon his breast and draw the weapon somewhat with his teeth.
"This is an ill razor to shave with," he said, rising, for the keen blade had cut his chin.
