Now you shall bear it to him, and he will greet you." "I am not worthy to wear it," I stammered.

"It is too sacred to you." "No," she answered.

"I ask you to do so, and I think you will not refuse." Now I saw in the face of Dalfin that he thought it right that I should take the mail, and so I did.

We went with the three suits and the helms back to Bertric, and so put them on, Gerda helping us, and I taking the tiller when it was Bertric's turn.

Even in this little while one could see that Heidrek's leading ship had gained on us.
It was more than good to be in the mail of a free man and warrior once more.