And he took the horn, and said --
"Guile is in the drink."
And thereon, Sigmund cried out --
"Give it then unto me!"
Again, the third time, she came to him, and bade him drink off
his drink, if he had the heart of a Volsung; then he laid hand on
the horn, but said --
"Venom is therein."
"Nay, let the lip strain it out then, O son," quoth Sigmund; and
by then was he exceeding drunk with drink, and therefore spake he
in that wise.
So Sinfjotli drank, and straightway fell down dead to the ground.
Sigmund rose up, and sorrowed nigh to death over him; then he
took the corpse in his arms and fared away to the wood, and went
till he came to a certain firth; and then he saw a man in a
little boat; and that man asked if he would be wafted by him over
the firth, and he said yes thereto; but so little was the boat,
that they might not all go in it at once, so the corpse was first
laid therein, while Sigmund went by the firth-side. But
therewith the boat and the man therein vanished away from before
Sigmund's eyes.
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