Then he turned on me and said: "Why not tell the truth at once, Olaf?
You are afraid of this beast, and that's why you let us come on here when you knew it was in the wood.

You hoped that before we got back there it would be too dark to hunt." At this taunt I flushed and gripped the shaft of my long hunting spear, for among us Northmen to be told that he was afraid of anything was a deadly insult to a man.
"If you were not my brother----" I began, then checked myself, for I was by nature easy-tempered, and went on: "It is true, Ragnar, I am not so fond of hunting as you are.

Still, I think that there will be time to fight this bear and kill or be killed by it, before it grows dark, and if not I will return alone to-morrow morning." Then I pulled my horse round and rode ahead.

As I went, my ears being very quick, I heard the other two talking together.

At least, I suppose that I heard them; at any rate, I know what they said, although, strangely enough, nothing at all comes back to me of their tale of an attack upon a ship or of what then I did or did not do.
"It is not wise to jeer at Olaf," said Steinar, "for when he is stung with words he does mad things.