You were to be set on as you came from the feast tonight to the guest quarters, as if in a common broil between your men and his.

Then he found you were going, and tried to stay your men, and next to take these gifts from Thiodolf and me, being very angry, even to trying to cut me down.

Lucky for me that his sword turned in his hand.

But he would have had me slain tonight, certainly, for he says that it was our fault that you are getting away.

He fears Thiodolf, however.