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Fourteen nights later Trand and his farmstead
Went up in flames;
The night was calm and the buildings were ancient,
All was soon done.
Only the women-folk and the farmstead cattle
Were saved from the fire.
The men who sought to flee through the smoke
Fell in their tracks.
The threat at the Thing
Fulfilment delayed not.
Before the settlement folk could assemble,
All was over.
From the flames out into the forest
Bore they the booty,
Carried the corn and drove the cattle,
Clearing their way;
Forward forged Arnljot, Ingigerd resting
Light in his arms….
But her tear-drops
On his face were falling.
While all around was tumult and laughter,
Softly he whispered:
«Lately, indeed, O fair-haired maiden,
Wooed I in vain;
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