When Halfred raised himself again--he had already long since recovered
consciousness, but not the power to rise--the sun was fast going down.
He called the six seamen, who had held themselves shyly aloof in the
stern and lower deck, and spoke, but his voice, he himself told me,
sounded strange to him like that of another person.
"She is dead. Slain for the sins of others.
"There are no Gods.
"Were there Gods I must have dashed out the brains of all of them, one
by one, with this hammer.
"The whole world, heaven and sea, and hell, I must have burned with
consuming fire.
"Nothing should any longer be, since Thora no longer is.
"The world can I not destroy.
"But the ships, and all that is upon it, I will burn--a great funereal
pile for Thora.
"Do as I say to ye."
And he embedded with gentle hands, the dead Thora in the flower mound,
so that almost nothing of her form and clothing were to be seen.
And by his orders the six men were obliged to bring upon deck all the
weapons, treasures, clothing, and provisions, which were stored in the
hold of the Singing Swan.
And Halfred heaped them around the mast upon the flower mound, and
purple clothing, linen cloth, silken stuff, golden vessels, and soft
cushions, he piled up all round about.
Then he poured ship's tar over all, and covered it with withered
brushwood, and dry chips from the kitchen.
And he ordered all sail to be set--a strong warm south wind was
blowing--
Then he mounted upon the upper deck, and overlooked all.
And he nodded his head, well satisfied. And then he descended to the
kitchen, to bring up a burning brand.
When he came up again he found that the sailors had lowered the two
ship's boats, the larger and the smaller boat, they lay tossing by the
boat ropes, to the right and left of the Singing Swan.
"Hasten, my lord," cried one of the seamen to him; "so soon as thou
hast thrown the torch, to spring into a boat; for rapidly, in this
gale, will the Singing Swan flame up, and easily might the fire seize
the boats, and cause both thee and all of us to perish."
Halfred looked with staring eyes at the man "Would ye still live, after
ye have seen this?
"Think ye that I will live without Thora? after the guiltless for
other's,--for my crime,--hath died?
"No, with me shall ye all on this ship burn--truly a worthless funeral
pile for Thora."
"Thou shalt not destroy us, guiltless. Forbid it, Gods!" cried the man,
and sprang upon Halfred, to wrest the firebrand from him.
But with a fearful blow of his fist Halfred struck him down upon the
deck.
Laughing shrilly, he shouted, "Gods! Who dare still to believe in Gods,
when Thora, guiltless, has died?
"There are no Gods, I tell ye.
"Were there Gods, I must have slain them all.
"And I will slay, as my deadly enemy, whosoever declares that he still
believes in Gods."
Furiously he brandished the firebrand in his left hand, the hammer in
his right, and cried to the trembling sailors--
"Choose--If ye believe that there are Gods, then I will strike ye down
like this too forward comrade.
"But if ye renounce the Gods, then may ye live, and depart, and bear
witness everywhere that there are no Gods.
"Are there Gods?" shouted the maniac, drawing near to the trembling
men.
"No, my lord; there are no Gods," cried the men, and fell upon their
knees.
"Then go--and leave me alone to my own will."
Quickly the seamen descended into the larger boat on the left.
Halfred, however, stuck the hammer in his belt, and strode with rapid
steps hither and thither upon the deck, and set fire to mast and sail,
and purple clothing and carved work, and to the neck of the Swan on the
prow-wailing, the wind passed once more through the curved wings of the
Swan.
The strong south wind fanned the crackling flames; quickly was the
ship, on all sides, wrapped in a glowing blaze. The sails streamed like
fiery wings from the mast.
Silently, with folded arms, Halfred sat upon the upper deck, his eyes
rigidly fixed upon the flower mound.
Swift as an arrow flew the burning ship before the wind. The fire had
rapidly consumed the dried wood grass, and Thora's form and face were
fully visible. Then Halfred saw how the scorching flames seized upon
Thora's long floating golden hair. "That was the last thing," he said
to me, "that I saw for a long time."
In unutterable anguish he sprang up, and rushed all along the burning
ship, straight through the flames, to Thora, He sprang upon the flower
mound to embrace the body.
Then he felt a frightful blow upon his head, and left eye. The half
burned mast had fallen with a crash upon him; he was dashed upon his
face among the flowers and the flames, and darkness closed over him.