"
Said Sigurd, "Why wilt thou not speak to folk? For what cause
sorrowest thou?"
Brynhild answers, "Ah, to thee will I tell of my wrath!"
Sigurd said, "As one under a spell art thou, if thou deemest that
there is aught cruel in my heart against thee; but thou hast him
for husband whom thou didst choose."
"Ah, nay," she said, "never did Gunnar ride through the fire to
me, nor did he give me to dower the host of the slain: I wondered
at the man who came into my hall; for I deemed indeed that I knew
thine eyes; but I might not see clearly, or divide the good from
the evil, because of the veil that lay heavy on my fortune."
Says Sigurd, "No nobler men are there than the sons of Giuki,
they slew the king of the Danes, and that great chief, the
brother of King Budli."
Brynhild answered, "Surely for many an ill-deed must I reward
them; mind me not of my griefs against them! But thou, Sigurd,
slewest the Worm, and rodest the fire through; yea, and for my
sake, and not one of the sons of King Giuki.
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