who loves his country and reveres the memory of the good old King
whom this dead dog slew, let him come hither. It is the voice of the
King's son that calls!"

"Sure, 'tis Kettle; I'd know his red head anywhere!" exclaimed a
shrivelled old woman near the throne.

"Aye, nurse, it is Kettle himself--come back again," he said, glancing
towards the old woman with a kindly smile.

A ringing cheer burst from the crowd and filled the hall; again and
again it rose, as nearly all the men present rushed round the throne and
waved their swords frantically over their heads, or strove to shake
hands with the son of their old King. In the midst of the tumult a wild
shriek was heard; and the crowd, opening up, allowed a beautiful
dark-eyed woman to rush towards Kettle, with a stalwart boy of about
five years of age clinging to her skirts.

We need scarcely pause to say who these were, nor who the handsome
matron was who afterwards went and clung round Kettle's neck, and heaped
fervent blessings on the head of her long-lost son. It is sufficient to
say that the feast of that night was not interrupted; that, on the
contrary, it was prolonged into the morning, and extended into every
loyal home in the city; and that Kettle Flatnose entertained his Norse
friends right royally for several days, after which he sent them away
laden with gifts and benedictions. They did not quit Ireland, however,
until they had seen him happily and securely seated on the throne of
Dublin.

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Sailing northward, the fleet touched at the Orkney and Shetland Islands,
where they found that a number of the expatriated Sea-kings had
comfortably settled themselves. Here some of Haldor's people would fain
have remained, but Frode, who was a man of enterprise, resolved to
penetrate farther into the great unknown sea, to lands which rumour said
did certainly exist there. Accordingly they left Shetland, and went on
until they came to the Faroe Islands. Here they thought of settling,
but on landing they found that a few of the Sea-kings had taken up their
abode there before them.

"Now," said Frode, "it is my great desire to break new ground. Shall we
go and search farther to the west for that new island which has been
lately discovered by Ingoll?"

To this Haldor and Ulf said they were agreed. Hilda plucked Erling by
the sleeve, and whispered in his ear, after which he said that he