They would oft talk alone and in whispers, the two--
Of what? That nobody guessed or knew.
There came a night when I leant at ease
Against the galley's railing;
My thought flew onward to Norway's leas,
With the milk-white seagulls sailing.
Two voices whispered behind my back;--
I turned--it was he and she;
I knew them well, though the night was black,
But they--they saw not me.
She gazed upon him with sorrowful eyes
And whispered: "Ah, if to southern skies
We could turn the vessel's prow,
And we were alone in the bark, we twain,
My heart, methinks, would find peace again,
Nor would fever burn my brow."
Sir Audun answers; and straight she replies,
In words so fierce, so bold;
Like glittering stars I can see her eyes;
She begged him--
[Breaking off.
My blood ran cold.
MARGIT.
She begged--?
GUDMUND.
I arose, and they vanished apace;
All was silent, fore and aft:--
[Producing a small phial.
But this I found by their resting place.
MARGIT.
And that--?
GUDMUND. [Lowering his voice.]
Holds a secret draught.
A drop of this in your enemy's cup
And his life will sicken and wither up.
No leechcraft helps 'gainst the deadly thing.
MARGIT.
And that--?
GUDMUND.
That draught was meant for the King.
MARGIT.
Great God!
GUDMUND. [Putting up the phial again.]
That I found it was well for them all.
In three days more was our voyage ended;
Then I fled, by my faithful men attended.
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