Nay, Thord answered, he was loath to do that.
"Then I'll find my brother Bork," said she, "and it will be just as bad in the end." Thord bade her do no such thing.

"I would rather talk it over with him," said he; and so, at her wish, he met Bersi, and hinted that some amends were owing.
Said Bersi, "Thou art far too greedy of getting, nowadays.

This kind of thing will end in losing thee thy good name.

Thou wilt never want while anything is to be got here." Thord went home, and there was a coolness between them while that winter lasted.
Spring slipped by, until it was time for the meeting at Thor's-ness.
By then, Bersi thought he saw through this claim of Thord's, and found Thordis at the bottom of it.

For all that, he made ready to go to the Thing.