the fire than to looking after the enemy, Fridleif took Dublin.  After this he lost his soldiers in Britain, and, thinking that he would find it hard to get back to the coast, he set up the corpses of the slain (Amleth’s device) and stationed them in line, thus producing so nearly the look of his original host that its great reverse seemed not to have lessened the show of it a whit.  By this deed he not only took out of the enemy all heart for fighting, but inspired them with the desire to make their escape.

Endnotes:  (1) Jellinge.  Lat.  “Ialunga”, Icel.  “Jalangr”. (2) General usage. “publicus consuetudini”:  namely, the rule of combat that two should not fight against one.

BOOK FIVE.

After the death of Fridleif, his son Frode, aged seven, was elected in his stead by the unanimous decision of the Danes.  But they held an assembly first, and judged that the minority of the king should be taken in charge by guardians, lest the sovereignty should pass away owing to the boyishness of the ruler.  For one and all paid such respect to the name and memory of Fridleif, that the royalty was bestowed on his son despite his tender years.  So a selection was made, and the brothers Westmar and Koll were summoned to the charge of bringing up the king.  Isulf, also, and Agg and eight other men of mark were not only entrusted with the guardianship of the king, but also granted authority to administer the realm under him.  These men were rich in strength and courage, and endowed with ample gifts of mind as well as of body.  Thus the state of the Danes was governed with the aid of regents until the time when the king should be a man.

The wife of Koll was Gotwar, who used to paralyse the most eloquent and fluent men by her glib and extraordinary insolence; for she was potent in wrangling, and full of resource in all kinds of disputation.  Words were her weapons; and she not only trusted in questions, but was armed with stubborn answers.  No man could subdue this woman, who could not fight, but who found darts in her tongue instead.  Some she would argue down with a flood of impudent words, while others she seemed to entangle in the meshes of her quibbles, and strangle in the noose of her sophistries; so nimble a wit had the woman.  Moreover, she was very strong, either in making or cancelling a bargain, and the sting of her tongue was the secret of her power in both.  She was clever both at making and at breaking leagues; thus she had two sides to her tongue, and used it for either purpose.