110. THE SLAYING OF HAUSKULD, THE PRIEST OF WHITENESS

About that time Hauskuld, the Priest of Whiteness, awoke; he put

on his clothes, and threw over him his cloak, Flosi's gift. He

took his corn-sieve, and had his sword in his other hand, and

walks towards the fence, and sows the corn as he goes.

Skarphedinn and his band had agreed that they would all give

him a wound. Skarphedinn sprang up from behind the fence, but

when Hauskuld saw him he wanted to turn away, then Skarphedinn

ran up to him and said, "Don't try to turn on thy heel, Whiteness

priest," and hews at him, and the blow came on his head, and he

fell on his knees. Hauskuld said these words when he fell, "God

help me, and forgive you!"

Then they all ran up to him and gave him wounds.

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