He dropped the subject for the time.  She and Thorsteinn continued to carry on as before, and were not very heedful of the talk of evil-minded people; they relied upon her wits and her popularity.  They were often sitting together and diverting themselves.

One evening when they were sitting in an upper room in which her treasures were kept she asked Thorsteinn to sing something, and thinking that her husband was as usual sitting at drink she fastened the door.  When he had sung for a time there was a banging at the door, and some one called to them to open it.  It was her husband with a number of his followers.  The lady had opened a large chest to show Thorsteinn the treasures.  When she knew who was outside she refused to open the door, and said to Thorsteinn:  “Quickly!  Jump into the chest and keep very quiet.”

He did so.  She locked the chest and sat upon it.  Her husband then entered, having forced his way in.  She said: 

“What are you coming here for with all this uproar?  Are there robbers after you?”

He said:  “Now it is well that you yourself give proof of what you are.  Where is the man who was letting his voice run on so grandly?  No doubt you think his voice is better than mine.”

“No man is a fool if he keeps silence,” she said; “that applies to you.  You think yourself very cunning, and would like to fasten your lies on to me, as in this case.  Well, if you have spoken the truth, find the man.  He will not escape through the walls or the roof.”

He searched all through the room and found nothing.

“Why don’t you take him,” she said, “if you are so certain?”

He was silent and knew not how he could have been deceived.  He asked his men whether they had not heard what he heard, but when they saw that the lady was displeased there was nothing to be got out of them; they said that one was often mistaken about sounds.  He then went away, not doubting that he knew the truth, though he could not find the man.  After that he ceased for some time to pry into his wife’s concerns.

On another occasion, much later, Thorsteinn and Spes were sitting in a tiring-room where dresses were kept which belonged to them, both made up and in the piece.  She showed many of the cloths to Thorsteinn and spread them out.  When they were least expecting it her husband came up with a troop of men and broke into the room.  While they were forcing their way in she covered Thorsteinn up with a bundle of clothes and leaned against the heap when they entered.

“Do you again deny,” he said, “that there was a man here with you?  There are those present here now who saw you both.”

She told him not to be so violent.  “You will not fail to catch him now,” she said.  “Only leave me in peace and do not push me about.”

They searched the room, but finding nothing had to give it up.

“It is always good to have better proofs than people suppose.  It was only to be expected that you would not find what was not there.  Now, my husband, will you admit your folly and free me from this slanderous accusation?”