<h2 id="c8"><span class="h2line1">Chapter VIII</span> <br/><span class="h2line2">Frithiof goes to Ingeborg</span></h2>
<p>When the sun had sunk low in the
west, Frithiof said to Björn: “Let us
away, for this night I must speak with
Ingeborg.”</p>
<p>“How!” cried his friend, “wouldst thou violate
Balder’s Grove?”</p>
<p>“Surely ’twill be no violation of Balder’s sanctuary
if I do but seek in all honor and propriety to
hold converse with the King’s daughter, my play-fellow
and companion from our infancy!”</p>
<p>Björn said no more, and “Ellida” soon brought
them to the holy grove, one side of which was
bounded by the sea. By that way it was forbidden
to enter, under penalty of death, while from the land
none but the priests might grant entrance through
the door in the high wall to those wishing to visit
the grove and temple. Paying no heed to this prohibition,
Frithiof boldly entered the grove from the
shore and suddenly appeared before Ingeborg, to
her mingled joy and terror.</p>
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<p>“Fear not, dear Ingeborg,” he cried, clasping her
hand, “that my presence here will profane Balder’s
sanctuary. Nay, rather let us go into the temple
and implore his aid and guidance.”</p>
<p>In silence the lovers entered the temple, and not
till the dawn began to break did they emerge and
seek the shore once more.</p>
<p>“Now have we plighted our troth before the
gentle god,” said Frithiof, “and our love for each
other shall therefore be publicly made known.”</p>
<p>Thereupon the maiden besought Frithiof to forget
what had passed and be reconciled to her
brother.</p>
<p>“Thy words accord with that which Balder hath
implanted in my breast, fair maid,” replied Frithiof,
“wherefore I will appear at the Ting and before all
men offer to thy brother Helge the hand of peace.
Soon shalt thou hear thereof.”</p>
<p>And with these words they parted.</p>
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