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"Words all may use freely," said Grettir, "and I shall give you such cheer as I may; and now come home with me." They bade him have thanks therefor, and said they would take his offer. But when they came home to the farm, Grettir took Thorir by the hand and led him into the hall; and now was Grettir mightily full of words.
Thorir answered: "The earl is so mighty a man that he now has the whole of Norway in his power, and none dares to speak a word but in his praise. And yet," he added, remembering the terms of his mission, "Earl Hakon is not all that a peaceful people would wish. Many would prefer some other monarch if they but knew where to find one better to their taste.
Hereby the new-comer thought he knew who this would be, and he rode to peopled parts and told how Grettir had ridden by. So when Thorir came home, many deemed that Grettir had done the bed well over their heads. But Thorir set spies on Grettir's ways, whereso he might be.
He set up the figures from her head and stem over his doors, where they long remained foretelling the weather, one howling for a south, the other for a north wind. When Thorir heard that Olaf had become sole ruler of Norway he thought he might expect favour from him, so he dispatched his sons to Norway to wait upon the king, hoping that they would be received into his service.
The men said wherever they came that Grettir had burnt those people; and the news soon spread that the victims were the sons of Thorir of Garth. Grettir therefore now grew into such bad repute that he was driven from the ship, and scarcely anyone would say a good word for him.
There was a man named Thorir, who lived at Garth, in Maindale, he was the son of Skeggi, the son of Botulf. Skeggi had settled Well-wharf up to Well-ness; he had to wife Helga, daughter of Thorkel, of Fishbrook; Thorir, his son, was a great chief, and a seafaring man. He had two sons, one called Thorgeir and one Skeggi, they were both hopeful men, and fully grown in those days.
They were then on the road, and meant to ride South by Sand, so Angle let him take the head and bury it in a sand-hill, which is now called Grettisthuf. The Thing was very full. Angle brought forward his case, making the most of his own deeds. He told them how he had killed the forest-man on whose head the highest price had been laid, and he claimed the money. Thorir replied as before.
From all this there was din enough to be heard among them, and the home-folk were nowise fain to come to them. Now Thorir said, "Never yet did I meet a man unknown to me, who would do us such good deeds as this man; now, what reward wilt thou take of us for thy work?"
This man seems ready to tell us everything; we don't have to drag the words out of his mouth." "Every one is master of his own words," said Grettir. "If you will come home with me I will give you what entertainment I can." They thanked him and said they would accept his invitation. When they reached the house Grettir took Thorir by the hand and led him into the hall. He was very talkative.
Thorir bade him make up his mind to this; "A manly task it is for so brisk a fellow as thou; but I shall bring thee out of thine outlawry, and therewithal give thee money enough." So by that counsel Redbeard abode, and Thorir told him how he should go about the winning of Grettir.
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