For four hours I accept thy deliverance and borrow my freedom.

If before then I have not returned, call me a coward and a knave." "Speak not of borrowing, my lord," said the man.

"Heaven forbid I should require again the poor life thou thyself didst give me." "Peace!" said Sigurd, quickly casting off his armour and covering himself in the monk's garb.
In a few moments the exchange was made.

Then Sigurd, grasping the hand of his brave deliverer, pulled the hood low over his face, and stepped to the door and knocked.

The guard without unlocked the door, and as he did so the robber, crouching in a distant corner of the dungeon; clanked his arms and sighed.
"Ha, ha! brave monk," said the guard to Sigurd, laughingly.