Arne's hand. Yes, it is surely Herr Arne's money."

"Shout not so loudly, mistress!" said Sir Philip. "People run here
already to know the cause of this outcry."

But Elsalill paid no heed to Sir Philip. She saw that the door of
the warehouse stood open. A fire blazed in the midst of the floor
and round about it sat a number of men conversing quietly and at
leisure.

Elsalill hastened in to them, holding the coin aloft. "Listen to
me, every man!" she cried. "Now I know that Herr Arne's murderers
are alive. Look here! I have found one of Herr Arne's coins."

All the men turned toward her. She saw that Torarin the fish
hawker sat among them.

"What is that you tell us so noisily, my girl?" Torarin asked.
"How can you know Herr Arne's moneys from any other?"

"Well may I know this very piece of silver from any other," said
Elsalill. "It is old and heavy, and it is chipped at the edge.
Herr Arne told us that it came from the time of the old kings of
Norway, and never would he part with it when he counted out money
to pay for his goods."

"Now you must tell us where you have found it, mistress," said
another of the fishermen.

"I found it rolling before me in the street," said Elsalill. "One