He knocked at the door, and out there came a man--his name was Thorleif.

But Thorarin knew Bersi's voice, and rushed forth with a great carving-knife and laid on to him.

Bersi was aware of it, and drew Whitting, and struck him his death-blow.
Then he leapt on horseback and set Steinvor on his knee and took his spears which she had kept for him.

He rode some way into the wood, where in a hidden spot he left his horse and Steinvor, bidding her await him.
Then he went to a narrow gap through which the high-road ran, and there made ready to stand against his foes.
In Thambardal there was anything but peace.

Thorleif ran to tell the sons of Thorarin that he lay dead in the doorway.