Thorodd promised to do as she asked him, and after this Thorgunna's
sickness increased, so that she lay but few days before she died. The
body was first taken to the church, and Thorodd had a coffin made for
it. On the following day Thorodd had all the bed-clothes carried out
into the open air, and made a pile of wood beside them. Then Thurid
the housewife came up, and asked what he was going to do with the bed-
clothes. He answered that he was to burn them with fire, as Thorgunna
had directed him. "I will not have such treasures burned," said
Thurid. Thorodd answered: "She declared strongly that it would not
do to depart from what she said". "That was mere jealousy," said
Thurid; "she grudged any other person the use of them, and that was
why she gave these orders; but nothing terrible will happen though her
words are set aside." "I doubt," said he, "whether it will be well to
do otherwise than as she charged me."
Then Thurid laid her arms round his neck, and besought him not to burn
the furnishings of the bed, and so much did she press him in this that
his heart gave way to her, and she managed it so that Thorodd burned
the mattresses and pillows, while she took for herself the quilt and
coverlets and all the hangings. Yet neither of them was well pleased.
After this the funeral was made ready; trustworthy men were sent with
the body, and good horses which Thorodd owned. The body was wrapped
in linen, but not sewed up in it, and then laid in the coffin. After
this they held south over the heath as the paths go, and went on until
they came to a farm called Lower Ness, which lies in the Tongues of
Staf-holt. There they asked leave to stay over night, but the farmer
would give them no hospitality. However, as it was close on
nightfall, they did not see how they could go on, for they thought it
would be dangerous to deal with the White River by night. They
therefore unloaded their horses, and carried the body into an out-
house, after which they went into the sitting-room and took off their
outer clothes, intending to stay there over night without food.
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