Then the king had
his men's wounds bound up,
and thanked them for their valour, and gave them gifts,
adding most praise where he thought it most deserved.
He promised them also further honour, naming some to
be steersmen, others forecastle men, others bow-sitters.
This was the last battle king Harold had within the land;
after this none withstood him; he was supreme
over all Norway.
The king saw to the healing of his men, whose wounds
gave them hope of life, as also to the burial of the dead with
all customary honours. Thorolf and Bard lay wounded.
Thorolf's wounds began to heal, but Bard's proved mortal.
Then Bard had the king called to him, and spoke thus:
'If it so be that I die of these wounds,then I would ask this of thee,
that I may myself name my heir.'
To this when the king assented, then said he:
'I will that Thorolf my friend and kinsman take all my heritage,
both lands and chattels.
To him, also, will I give my wife and the bringing up of my son,
because I trust him for this above all men.'
