Grettir’s hands knew how to strike;
     much deeper the marks that were left by mine.

     Arms and heads then flew as they tried
     to gain my rear; eighteen of them fell.

     The giant-kind and the grim rock-dwellers,
     demons and blendings fell before me,
     elves and devils have felt my hand.”

Many exploits of his did Hallmund recount in the lay, for he had been in every land.

The daughter said:  “That man was not going to let his catch slip away from him.  It was only to be expected, for you treated him very badly.  But who is going to avenge you?”

“It is not certain that anybody will, but I think that Grettir would avenge me if he were able.  It will not be easy to go against this man’s luck; he is destined to great things.”  Then as the lay continued his strength began to fail.  Hallmund died almost at the moment when he finished the song.  She grieved much for him and wept sorely.  Then Grim came forward and bade her be comforted.  “All,” he said, “must depart when their fate calls.  It was partly his own fault, for I could not look on and see myself robbed.”

She said he might speak much about that:  “The unjust man prospers ill.”

She was somewhat cheered by the talk with him.  Grim stayed several nights in the cave and learned the lay; all went well with them.  Grim was in the Arnarvatn Heath all the winter after Hallmund’s death.  Afterwards Thorkell the son of Eyjolf came to the heath and fought with him.  The meeting ended by Grim having Thorkell’s life in his power, but he would not kill him.  Thorkell then took him in, sent him abroad and supplied him with means; each was considered to have acted generously towards the other.  Grim became a great traveller and there is a long saga about him.

CHAPTER LXIII

GRETTIR’S MEETING WITH THORIR ON THE REYKJA HEATH

We now return to Grettir, who came from the eastern fjords, travelling in disguise and hiding his head because he did not wish to meet Thorir.  That summer he spent in Modrudal Heath and other places.  For a time too he was on Reykja Heath.  Thorir heard of his being on Reykja Heath, gathered his men and rode thither, determined not to let him escape.  Grettir scarcely knew of their plans before they came upon him.  He was in a hill-dairy a little off the road with another man, and when they saw the troop they had to lay their plans quickly.  Grettir said they should make their horses lie down inside the house, and they did so.  Thorir rode forward across the heath in a northerly direction, missed the place, did not find Grettir and turned back home.  When the troop had ridden round to the West, Grettir said:  “They will not be pleased with their expedition if they do not meet me.  You stay and mind the horses while I go after them.  It would be a good jest if they did not recognise me.”