They took me before that swine Norhala has punished--and stripped me before him--like a slave.

Before my eyes they tortured my brother.
Norhala--they were evil, all evil! Norhala--you did well to slay them!" She caught the woman's hands, pressed close to her.

Norhala gazed at her from great gray eyes in which the wrath was dying, into which the old tranquillity, the old serenity was flowing.

And when she spoke the golden voice held more than returning echoes of the far-away, faint chimings.
"It is done," she said.

"And it was well done--sister.