Brynhild answers, “Nowise will I hide from thee that I deem no good of Grimhild.”
Says Gudrun, “Nay, lay no ill words on her, for in all things she is to thee as to her own daughter.”
“Ah,” says Brynhild, “she is the beginning of all this bale that biteth so; an evil drink she bare to Sigurd, so that he had no more memory of my very name.”
“All wrong thou talkest; a lie without measure is this,” quoth Gudrun.
Brynhild answered, “Have thou joy of Sigurd according to the measure of the wiles wherewith ye have beguiled me! unworthily have ye conspired against me; may all things go with you as my heart hopes!”
Gudrun says, “More joy shall I have of him than thy wish would give unto me: but to no man’s mind it came, that he had aforetime his pleasure of me; nay not once.”
“Evil speech thou speakest,” says Brynhild; “when thy wrath runs off thou wilt rue it; but come now, let us no more cast angry words one at the other!”
Says Gudrun, “Thou wert the first to cast such words at me, and now thou makest as if thou wouldst amend it, but a cruel and hard heart abides behind.”
“Let us lay aside vain babble,” says Brynhild. “Long did I hold my peace concerning my sorrow of heart, and, lo now, thy brother alone do I love; let us fall to other talk.”
Gudrun said, “Far beyond all this doth thine heart look.”
And so ugly ill befell from that going to the river, and that knowing of the ring, wherefrom did all their talk arise.
