In it there sat a big and strong-looking man, with a bear-skin coat, and a hood that shaded his face.

Bersi stood a while before him, but the seat was not given up.

He asked the man for his name, and was told he might call him Bruin, or he might call him Hoodie--which-ever he liked; whereupon he said in verse:-- (35) "Who sits in the seat of the warriors, With the skin of the bear wrapped around him, So wild in his look ?--Ye have welcomed A wolf to your table, good kinsfolk! Ah, now may I know him, I reckon! Doth he name himself Bruin, or Hoodie ?-- We shall meet once again in the morning, And maybe he'll prove to be--Steinar." "And it's no use for thee to hide thy name, thou in the bearskin," said he.
"No more it is," he answered.

"Steinar I am, and I have brought money to pay thee for Cormac, if so be it is needed.

But first I bid thee to fight.