By that time Flosi had come to the Thing, and filled all his
booths. Runolf filled the Dale-dwellers' booths, and Mord the
booths of the men from Rangriver. Hall of the Side had long
since come from the east, but scarce any of the other men; but
still Hall of the Side had come with a great band, and joined
this at once to Flosi's company, and begged him to take an
atonement and to make peace.
Hall was a wise man and good-hearted. Flosi answered him well in
everything, but gave way in nothing.
Hall asked what men had promised him help? Flosi named Mord
Valgard's son, and said he had asked for his daughter at the hand
of his kinsman Starkad.
Hall said she was a good match, but it was ill dealing with Mord,
"And that thou wilt put to the proof ere this Thing be over."
After that they ceased talking.
One day Njal and Asgrim had a long talk in secret.
Then all at once Asgrim sprang up and said to Njal's sons, "We
must set about seeking friends, that we may not be overborne by
force; for this suit will be followed up boldly."
Then Asgrim went out, and Helgi Njal's son next; then Kari
Solmund's son; then Grim Njal's son; then Skarphedinn; then
Thorhall; then Thorgrim the Big; then Thorleif Crow.
They went to the booth of Gizur the White and inside it. Gizur
stood up to meet them, and bade them sit down and drink.
"Not thitherward," says Asgrim, "tends our way, and we will speak
our errand out loud, and not mutter and mouth about it. What
help shall I have from thee, as thou art my kinsman?"
"Jorunn, my sister," said Gizur, "would wish that I should not
shrink from standing by thee; and so it shall be now and
hereafter, that we will both of us have the same fate."
Asgrim thanked him, and went away afterwards.