"I am here for the King of Denmark," cried Jorgen Jorgensen, "and I ask you to adjourn this Althing. Will you do it?"
"And we are here for the people of Iceland," said the Judge, "and we ask you to step back and let us go on."
Then Jorgen Jorgensen's anger knew no bounds.
"You are subjects of the King of Denmark," he cried.
"Before ever Denmark was, we were," answered the Judge, proudly.
"And in his name I demand that you adjourn. Will you do it now?" cried Jorgen Jorgensen, with a grin of triumph.
"No," cried the Judge, lifting an undaunted face to the face of Jorgen Jorgensen.
The people held their breath through this clash of words, but at the Judge's brave answer a murmur of approval passed over them. Jorgen Jorgensen heard it, and flinched, but turned back to the Judge and said
