be in the barrow, and tells Sigmund thereof, and of that were
they both fain enow.

Now Sinfjotli drave the point of the sword up into the big stone,
and drew it hard along, and the sword bit on the stone. With
that Sigmund caught the sword by the point, and in this wise they
sawed the stone between them, and let not or all the sawing was
done that need be done, even as the song sings:

"Sinfjotli sawed
And Sigmund sawed,
Atwain with main
The stone was done."

Now are they both together loose in the barrow, and soon they cut
both through stone and through iron, and bring themselves out
thereof. Then they go home to the hall, whenas all men slept
there, and bear wood to the hall, and lay fire therein; and
withal the folk therein are waked by the smoke, and by the hall
burning over their heads.

Then the king cries out, "Who kindled this fire, I burn withal?"

"Here am I," says Sigmund, "with Sinfjotli, my sister's son; and
we are minded that thou shalt wot well that all the Volsungs are
not yet dead."

Then he bade his sister come out, and take all good things at his
hands, and great honour, and fair atonement in that wise, for all
her griefs.