Brand.—Hail, Kolbein kinsman!
Broddi.—Hail, brother-in-law! What truce shall we have?
Helga.—The same as had Thorolf Bjarnason!
Broddi.—I care not to quarrel with women about my life!
Helga.—It is too late for the fox to fight for life, once he has gone into the trap.
Kolbein.—Why, Brand Kolbeinsson, did you attack and slay Thorolf, our friend?
Broddi.—I did more to incite men to that than did Brand Kolbeinsson, and we offer to atone for his slaying with much money, if you are willing.
Helga.—More will be needful than only money.
Brand.—I thought there was great necessity to do away with Thorolf.
Helga.—'Perjured men, murder-wolves.'[A] Jorun, your wife, egged you on to take revenge for her father and her brother.