There stood those three with no other living man
upon the plain of the stairs.
Then Face-of-god turned shouting to the Folk, and cried:
'Forth now with the banners! For now is the Wolf come home. On into
the Hall, O Kindred of the Gods!'
Then poured the Folk up over the stairs and into the Hall of the
Wolf, the banners flapping over their heads; and first went the War-
leader and Folk-might and Hall-face, and then the three delivered
thralls, Wolf-stone, God-swain, and Spear-fist, and Dallach with
them, though both he and Wolf-stone had been hurt in the battle; and
then came blended together the Men of the Face along with them of the
Wolf who had entered the Market-stead with them, and with these were
Stone-face and Wood-wont and Bow-may, leading the Sun-beam betwixt
them; and now was she come to herself again, though her face was yet
pale, and her eyes gleamed as she stepped across the threshold of the
Hall.
But when a many were gotten in, and the first-comers had had time to
handle their weapons and look about them, a cry of the utmost wrath
broke from Folk-might and those others who remembered the Hall from
of old.
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