He stared before him. "Sigrid, are you awake?"
She answered, "I am awake, and wait for you."
"Then," said he, "I come, but first give me covering for the cattle or they will perish, for they are now running sweat."
"Stay," she said; "you shall have them; but then you must come."
He was now on fire, and trembling, but he waited while she struck tinder and blew a flame from which she lit a candle. After a time which was enough to cool any one, but did not cool him, she handed him out the wrappings. He made the beasts as snug as he could, and when he had done the candle was still burning fitfully.
MARRIAGE OF SIGRID