Then Sigurd went down into that deep place, and dug many pits in it, and in one of the pits he lay hidden with his sword drawn.
There he waited, and presently the earth began to shake with the weight of the Dragon as he crawled to the water.And a cloud of venom flew before him as he snorted and roared, so that it would have been death to stand before him.
But Sigurd waited till half of him had crawled over the pit, and then he thrust the sword Gram right into his very heart.
Then the Dragon lashed with his tail till stones broke and trees crashed about him.
Then he spoke, as he died, and said:
`Whoever thou art that hast slain me this gold shall be thy ruin, and the ruin of all who own it.'
Sigurd said:
`I would touch none of it if by losing it I should never die.But all men die, and no brave man lets death frighten him from his desire.Die thou, Fafnir,' and then Fafnir died.
And after that Sigurd was called Fafnir's Bane, and Dragonslayer.
Then Sigurd rode back, and met Regin, and Regin asked him to roast Fafnir's heart and let him taste of it.
So Sigurd put the heart of Fafnir on a stake, and roasted it.But it chanced that he touched it with his finger, and it burned him.Then he put his finger in his mouth, and so tasted the heart of Fafnir.
Then immediately he understood the language of birds, and he heard the Woodpeckers say:
`There is Sigurd roasting Fafnir's heart for another, when he should taste of it himself and learn all wisdom.'
The next bird said:
`There lies Regin, ready to betray Sigurd, who trusts him.'
The third bird said:
`Let him cut off Regin's head, and keep all the gold to himself.'
The fourth bird said:
`That let him do, and then ride over Hindfell, to the place where Brynhild sleeps.'
When Sigurd heard all this, and how Regin was plotting to betray him, he cut off Regin's head with one blow of the sword Gram.
Then all 'he birds broke out singing:
`We know a fair maid, A fair maiden sleeping;Sigurd, be not afraid, Sigurd, win thou the maid Fortune is keeping.
`High over Hindfell Red fire is flaming, There doth the maiden dwell She that should love thee well, Meet for thy taming.
`There must she sleep till thou Comest for her waking Rise up and ride, for now Sure she will swear the vow Fearless of breaking.'
Then Sigurd remembered how the story went that somewhere, far away, there was a beautiful lady enchanted.She was under a spell, so that she must always sleep in a castle surrounded by flaming fire; there she must sleep for ever till there came a knight who would ride through the fire and waken her.There he determined to go, but first he rode right down the horrible trail of Fafnir.And Fafnir had lived in a cave with iron doors, a cave dug deep down in the earth, and full of gold bracelets, and crowns, and rings; and there, too, Sigurd found the Helm of Dread, a golden helmet, and whoever wears it is invisible.All these he piled on the back of the good horse Grani, and then he rode south to Hindfell.
Now it was night, and on the crest of the hill Sigurd saw a red fire blazing up into the sky, and within the flame a castle, and a banner on the topmost tower.Then he set the horse Grani at the fire, and he leaped through it lightly, as if it had been through the heather.So Sigurd went within the castle door, and there he saw someone sleeping, clad all in armour.Then he took the helmet off the head of the sleeper, and behold, she was a most beautiful lady.
And she wakened and said, `Ah! is it Sigurd, Sigmund's son, who has broken the curse, and comes here to waken me at last?'
This curse came upon her when the thorn of the tree of sleep ran into her hand long ago as a punishment because she had displeased Odin the God.Long ago, too, she had vowed never to marry a man who knew fear, and dared not ride through the fence of flaming fire.For she was a warrior maid herself, and went armed into the battle like a man.But now she and Sigurd loved each other, and promised to be true to each other, and he gave her a ring, and it was the last ring taken from the dwarf Andvari.
Then Sigurd rode away, and he came to the house of a King who had a fair daughter.Her name was Gudrun, and her mother was a witch.Now Gudrun fell in love with Sigurd, but he was always talking of Brynhild, how beautiful she was and how dear.So one day Gudrun's witch mother put poppy and forgetful drugs in a magical cup, and bade Sigurd drink to her health, and he drank, and instantly he forgot poor Brynhild and he loved Gudrun, and they were married with great rejoicings.