Said Raven, “Is not the appointed time of waiting between them passed by? And far too wanton is he withal, that he should hold or heed it aught.”
“Let us then do as thou wouldst,” said Skapti.
Thereafter they went with many men to the booth of Thorstein Egilson, and he greeted them well.
Then Skapti spoke: “Raven, my kinsman, is minded to woo thy daughter Helga. Thou knowest well his blood, his wealth, and his good manners, his many mighty kinsmen and friends.”
Thorstein said, “She is already the vowed maiden of Gunnlaug, and with him shall I hold all words spoken.”
Skapti said, “Are not the three winters worn now that were named between you?”
“Yes,” said Thorstein; “but the summer is not yet worn, and he may still come out this summer.”
Then Skapti said, “But if he cometh not this summer, what hope may we have of the matter then?”
Thorstein answered, “We are like to come here next summer, and then may we see what may wisely be done, but it will not do to speak hereof longer as at this time.”
Thereon they parted. And men rode home from the Althing. But this talk of Raven’s wooing of Helga was nought hidden.