Then Grettir went forth from the hall, and cried out loudly--

"Go ye to your beds, women all, for so is goodman Thorir pleased to

bid."

They cursed him for this, and to hear them was like hearkening to the

noise of many wolves. Now the bearserks came forth from the hall, and

Grettir said--

"Let us go out, and I will show you Thorfinn's cloth bower."

They were willing to be led there; so they came to an out-bower

exceeding great; a door there was to it, and a strong lock thereon,

and the storehouse was very strong withal; there too was a closet good

and great, and a shield panelling between the chambers; both chambers

stood high, and men went up by steps to them. Now the bearserks got

riotous and pushed Grettir about, and he kept tumbling away from them,

and when they least thought thereof, he slipped quickly out of the

bower, seized the latch, slammed the door to, and put the bolt on.

Thorir and his fellows thought at first that the door must have got

locked of itself, and paid no heed thereto; they had light with them,

for Grettir had showed them many choice things which Thorfinn owned,

and these they now noted awhile. Meantime Grettir made all speed home

to the farm, and when he came in at the door he called out loudly, and

asked where the goodwife was; she held her peace, for she did not dare

to answer.

He said, "Here is somewhat of a chance of a good catch; but are there

any weapons of avail here?"

She answers, "Weapons there are, but how they may avail thee I know

not."

"Let us talk thereof anon," says he, "but now let every man do his

best, for later on no better chance shall there be."

The good wife said, "Now God were in garth if our lot might better:

over Thorfinn's bed hangs the barbed spear, the big one that was

owned by Karr the Old; there, too, is a helmet and a byrni, and the

short-sword, the good one; and the arms will not fail if thine heart

does well."

Grettir seizes the helmet and spear, girds himself with the

short-sword, and rushed out swiftly; and the mistress called upon the

house-carles, bidding them follow such a dauntless man, four of them

rushed forth and seized their weapons, but the other four durst come

nowhere nigh. Now it is to be said of the bearserks that they thought

Grettir delayed his coming back strangely; and now they began to doubt

if there were not some guile in the matter. They rushed against the

door and found it was locked, and now they try the timber walls so

that every beam creaked again; at last they brought things so far that

they broke down the shield-panelling, got into the passage, and thence

out to the steps. Now bearserks'-gang seized them, and they howled

like dogs. In that very nick of time Grettir came up and with both

hands thrust his spear at the midst of Thorir, as he was about to

get down the steps, so that it went through him at once. Now the

spear-head was both long and broad, and Ogmund the Evil ran on to

Thorir and pushed him on to Grettir's thrust, so that all went up to

the barb-ends; then the spear stood out through Thorir's back and into

Ogmund's breast, and they both tumbled dead off the spear; then of

the others each rushed down the steps as he came forth; Grettir set on

each one of them, and in turn hewed with the sword, or thrust with the

spear; but they defended themselves with logs that lay on the green,

and whatso thing they could lay hands on, therefore the greatest

danger it was to deal with them, because of their strength, even

though they were weaponless.

Two of the Halogalanders Grettir slew on the green, and then came up

the house-carles; they could not come to one mind as to what weapons

each should have; now they set on whenever the bearserks gave back,

but when they turned about on them, then the house-carles slunk away

up to the houses. Six vikings fell there, and of all of them was

Grettir the bane. Then the six others got off and came down to the

boat-stand, and so into it, and thence they defended themselves with

oars. Grettir now got great blows from them, so that at all times he

ran the risk of much hurt; but the house-carles went home, and had

much to say of their stout onset; the mistress bade them espy what

became of Grettir, but that was not to be got out of them. Two more of

the bearserks Grettir slew in the boat-stand, but four slipped out

by him; and by this, dark night had come on; two of them ran into

a corn-barn, at the farm of Windham, which is aforenamed: here they

fought for a long time, but at last Grettir killed them both; then

was he beyond measure weary and stiff, the night was far gone, and the

weather got very cold with the drift of the snow. He was fain to leave

the search of the two vikings who were left now, so he walked home to

the farm. The mistress had lights lighted in the highest lofts at the

windows that they might guide him on his way; and so it was that he

found his road home whereas he saw the light.

But when he was come into the door, the mistress went up to him, and

bade him welcome.

"Now," she said, "thou hast reaped great glory, and freed me and my

house from a shame of which we should never have been healed, but if

thou hadst saved us."

Grettir answered, "Methinks I am much the same as I was this evening,

when thou didst cast ill words on me."

The mistress answered, "We wotted not that thou wert a man of such

prowess as we have now proved thee; now shall all things in the house

be at thy will which I may bestow on thee, and which it may be seeming

for thee to take; but methinks that Thorfinn will reward thee better

still when he comes home."

Grettir answered, "Little of reward will be needed now, but I keep

thine offer till the coming of the master; and I have some hope now

that ye will sleep in peace as for the bearserks."

Grettir drank little that evening, and lay with his weapons about him

through the night. In the morning, when it began to dawn, people were

summoned together throughout the island, and a search was set on foot

for the bearserks who had escaped the night before; they were found

far on in the day under a rock, and were by then dead from cold and

wounds; then they were brought unto a tidewashed heap of stones and

buried thereunder.

After that folk went home, and the men of that island deemed

themselves brought unto fair peace.

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