Bess again:  “Gram, ere he shall shut his own eyes in death, shall first make him a ghost, and, smiting him on the crest, shall send him to Tartarus.  We fear no camp of the Swedes.  Why threaten us with ghastly dooms, maiden?”

Groa answered him:  “Behold, I will ride thence to see again the roof of my father which I know, that I may not rashly set eyes on the array of my brother who is coming.  And I pray that your death-doom may tarry for you who abide.”

Bess replied:  “Daughter, to thy father go back with good cheer; nor imprecate swift death upon us, nor let choler shake thy bosom.  For often has a woman, harsh at first and hard to a wooer, yielded the second time.”

Whereupon Gram could brook no longer to be silent, and pitching his tones gruffly, so as to mimic a gruesome and superhuman voice, accosted the maiden thus: 

“Let not the maiden fear the brother of the fleet giant, nor turn pale because I am nigh her.  For I am sent by Grip, and never seek the couch and embrace of damsels save when their wish matches mine.”

Groa answered:  “Who so mad as to wish to be the leman of giants?  Or what woman could love the bed that genders monsters?  Who could be the wife of demons, and know the seed whose fruit is monstrous?  Or who would fain share her couch with a barbarous giant?  Who caresses thorns with her fingers?  Who would mingle honest kisses with mire?  Who would unite shaggy limbs to smooth ones which correspond not?  Full ease of love cannot be taken when nature cries out against it:  nor doth the love customary in the use of women sort with monsters.”

Gram rejoined:  “Oft with conquering hand I have tamed the necks of mighty kings, defeating with stronger arm their insolent pride.  Thence take red-glowing gold, that the troth may be made firm by the gift, and that the faith to be brought to our wedlock may stand fast.”

Thus speaking, he cast off his disguises, and revealed his natural comeliness; and by a single sight of him he filled the damsel with well-nigh as much joy as he had struck her with fear before at his counterfeit.  She was even incited to his embraces by the splendour of his beauty; nor did he fail to offer her the gifts of love.

Having won Groa, Bess proceeded and learnt that the road was beset by two robbers.  These he slew simply by charging them as they rushed covetously forth to despoil him.  This done, loth to seem to have done any service to the soil of an enemy, he put timbers under the carcases of the slain, fastened them thereto, and stretched them so as to counterfeit an upright standing position; so that in their death they might menace in seeming those whom their life had harmed in truth; and that, terrible even after their decease, they might block the road in effigy as much as they had once in deed.  Whence it appears that in slaying the robbers he took thought for himself and not for Sweden:  for he betokened by so singular an act how great a hatred of Sweden filled him.  Having heard from the diviners that Sigtryg could only be conquered by gold, he straightway fixed a knob of gold to a wooden mace, equipped himself therewith in the war wherein he attacked the king, and obtained his desire.  This exploit was besung by Bess in a most zealous strain of eulogy: