'
She looked at Iron-face, and the colour was come back to her face
somewhat, and she said:
'It is true; I have feared for him; for he goeth into perilous
places. But for thee, thou art kind, and I thank thee for it.'
And therewith she kissed Iron-face and sat down in her place, and
strove to overmaster her grief, that her face might not be changed by
it; for now were thoughts of battle, and valiant hopes arising in
men's hearts; and it seemed to her too grievous if she should mar
that feast on the eve of battle.
But Iron-face kissed and embraced his son and said: 'Art thou late
come from the waste? Hast thou seen new things? We look to have a
notable tale from thee; though here also have been tidings, and it is
not unlike that we shall presently have new work on our hands.'
'Father,' quoth Face-of-god, 'I deem that when thou hast heard my
tale thou wilt think no less of it than that there are valiant folk
to be holpen, poor folk to be delivered, and evil folk to be swept
from off the face of the earth.'
'It is well, son,' said Iron-face. 'I see that thy tale is long; let
it alone for to-night.
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