"I am not in their counsels," says Njal, "but I was seldom left
out of them when their plans were good."
Skarphedinn did not lie down to rest that evening, nor his
brothers, nor Kari.
That same night, when it was well-nigh spent, came Mord Valgard's
son, and Njal's sons and Kari took their weapons and rode away.
They fared till they came to Ossaby, and bided there by a fence.
The weather was good, and the sun just risen.