Bergen

§A Þórir the Fair sends to Hafgrímr his partner his own and God's greeting, and true partnership and friendship. I am lacking much,
§B partner; there is no beer, nor fish. I want you to know this, and not make demands.
§C Order the husbandman to come south to us and see how we are suffering. Urge him to it, and don't make demands for more lots from me; and do not let
§D Þorsteinn Long know. Send me some gloves. If Sigríðr is in need of anything, then offer her. Promise that you will not beat me (at all) for my poverty!