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The Norseman turned toward us. There was now no madness in his eyes; only a great weariness. And there was peace on the once tortured face.
"Helma," he whispered, "I go a little before! Soon you will come to me -- to me and the Yndling who will await you -- Helma, _meine liebe!_"