dragged him away, out of reach.

"There!" cried Thord to Bersi, "I have paid thee for the mauling
of my sons."

So Bersi was carried to the tent, and his wound was dressed.
After a while, Thord came in; and when Bersi saw him he said: --

(38)
"When the wolf of the war-god was howling
Erstwhile in the north, thou didst aid me:
When it gaped in my hand, and it girded
At the Valkyries' gate for to enter.
But now wilt thou never, O warrior,
At need in the storm-cloud of Odin
Give me help in the tempest of targes
-- Untrusty, unfaithful art thou.

(39)
"For when I was a stripling I showed me
To the stems of the lightning of battle
Right meet for the mist of the war-maids;
-- Ah me! that was said long ago.
But now, and I may not deny it
My neighbours in earth must entomb me,
At the spot I have sought for grave-mound
Where Saurbae lies level and green."

Said Thord, "I have no wish for thy death; but I own it is no
sorrow to see thee down for once."