And some of those of whom they sang were men of the Angles of the old country; and one was my own forefather, and for that I gave the scald my gold bracelet, and thereafter he sang lustily in my praise as Lodbrok's rescuer.
Very pleasant it was in Ingvar's hall while the wind howled over the roof, and the roar of the sea was always in our ears.

And these Danes drank less than our people, if they ate more largely.

But Ingvar would sit and take pleasure in none of the sport, being ever silent and thoughtful.
But to me, best of all were the times when I might see and speak with Osritha, and soon the days seemed heavy to me if by chance I had no word with her.

And she was always glad to speak of her father and Halfden; for she was the youngest of all Lodbrok's children, and Halfden, her brother, was but a year older than herself, so that she loved him best of all, and longed to see him home again.
So longed I, grieving for the news he must hear when he came to Reedham, but yet thinking that he would be glad to find me at least living and waiting for him.
Now, as the snow grew deeper and the cold strengthened, the wolves began to come at night into the village, and at last grew very daring.

So one night a man ran in to say that a pack was round a cottage where a child would not cease crying, and must be driven off, or they would surely tear the clay walls down.
Then Hubba and I would go; but Ingvar laughed at us, saying that a few firebrands would settle the matter by fraying the beasts away.
However, the man was urgent, and we went out with Raud and his brother, and some twenty men, armed with spears and axes.
The night was very dark, and the snow whirled every way, and the end of it was that Raud and I and two more men, with the dog Vig, lost the rest, and before we found them we had the pack on us, and we must fight for our lives.