"Now it comes into my mind that hereafter you will know that I do not die for naught. For He whom I worship died for me. Nor may I refuse to spend life in His honour."
Then they were silent, until Osritha found her voice and said:
"We knew not that. I will not be the one to hold you from what is right."
At that Halfden rose up, for he had found a seat of logs and sat by me on it, sighing a long sigh, but saying:
"Well, this is even as I thought, and I will not blame you, my brother. Fain would I have kept you here, and sorely will Osritha pine when you are gone. But you shall not die, else will the justice of Ulfkytel come to naught."
Then I heard again the clank of arms, and Halfden bent down, as I might feel.
"Can you arm yourself in the dark?" he said.
"Why, surely! It is not for the first time," I answered.
He thrust my mail shirt against me, and laid a sword in my hand, and set my helm on my head, all awry because of the darkness.
"Quickly," he said.