Then they drew the ship on land on rollers, and made her snug in her shed, but all the wares on board her they carried away into the Dales westward.  Hrut stayed at home at Hrutstede till winter was six weeks off, and then the brothers made ready, and Auzur with them, to ride to Hrut’s wedding.  Sixty men ride with them, and they rode east till they came to Rangriver plains.  There they found a crowd of guests, and the men took their seats on benches down the length of the hall, but the women were seated on the cross benches on the dais, and the bride was rather downcast.  So they drank out the feast and it went off well.  Mord pays down his daughter’s portion, and she rides west with her husband and his train.  So they ride till they reach home.  Hrut gave over everything into her hands inside the house, and all were pleased at that; but for all that she and Hrut did not pull well together as man and wife, and so things went on till spring, and when spring came Hrut had a journey to make to the Westfirths, to get in the money for which he had sold his wares; but before he set off his wife says to him—­

“Dost thou mean to be back before men ride to the Thing?”

“Why dost thou ask?” said Hrut.

“I will ride to the Thing,” she said, “to meet my father.”

“So it shall be,” said he, “and I will ride to the Thing along with thee.”

“Well and good,” she says.

After that Hrut rode from home west to the Firths, got in all his money, and laid it out anew, and rode home again.  When he came home he busked him to ride to the Thing, and made all his neighbours ride with him.  His brother Hauskuld rode among the rest.  Then Hrut said to his wife—­

“If thou hast as much mind now to go to the Thing as thou saidst a while ago, busk thyself and ride along with me.”

She was not slow in getting herself ready, and then they all rode to the Thing.  Unna went to her father’s booth, and he gave her a hearty welcome, but she seemed somewhat heavy-hearted, and when he saw that he said to her—­

“I have seen thee with a merrier face.  Hast thou anything on thy mind?”

She began to weep, and answered nothing.  Then he said to her again, “Why dost thou ride to the Thing, if thou wilt not tell me thy secret?  Dost thou dislike living away there in the west?”

Then she answered him—­

“I would give all I own in the world that I had never gone thither.”

“Well!” said Mord, “I’ll soon get to the bottom of this.”  Then he sends men to fetch Hauskuld and Hrut, and they came straightway; and when they came in to see Mord, he rose up to meet them and gave them a hearty welcome, and asked them to sit down.  Then they talked a long time in a friendly way, and at last Mord said to Hauskuld—­

“Why does my daughter think so ill of life in the west yonder?”

“Let her speak out,” said Hrut, “if she has anything to lay to my charge.”