Sinfjotli said, "I was loth to call for thy help for the slaying of eleven men."
Sigmund now married Borghild, who hated Sinfjotli and poisoned him.
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.
But Sinfjotli made little enow of it, but drew his sword and slew them both, and cast them into the hall at King Siggeir's feet.
So Sinfjotli drank, and straightway fell down dead to the ground.
But the queen said to Sinfjotli, "Why must other men needs drink thine ale for thee?"