n Alftafirth; he rode to the ship with twenty-nine men, and he fares at
once to find Thangbrand, and spoke to him and asked him--

"Trade is rather dull, is it not?"

He answered that so it was.

"Now will I say my errand," says Hall; "it is, that I wish to ask you
all to my house, and run the risk of my being able to get rid of your
wares for you."

Thangbrand thanked him, and fared to Thvattwater that harvest.

It so happened one morning that Thangbrand was out early and made them
pitch a tent on land, and sang mass in it, and took much pains with it,
for it was a great high day.

Hall spoke to Thangbrand and asked, "In memory of whom keepest thou this
day?"

"In memory of Michael the archangel," says Thangbrand.

"What follows that angel?" asks Hall.

"Much good," says Thangbrand. "He will weigh all the good that thou
doest, and he is so merciful, that whenever any one pleases him, he
makes his good deeds weigh more."

"I would like to have him for my friend," says Hall.

"That thou mayest well have," says Thangbrand, "only give thyself over
to him by God's help this very day."

"I only make this condition," says Hall, "that thou givest thy word for
him that he will then become my guardian angel."

"That I will promise," says Thangbrand.

Then Hall was baptised, and all his household.

CHAPTER XCVII.

OF THANGBRAND'S JOURNEYS.

The spring after Thangbrand set out to preach Christianity, and Hall
went with him. But when they came west across Lonsheath to Staffell,
there they found a man dwelling named Thorkell. He spoke most against
the faith, and challenged Thangbrand to single combat. Then Thangbrand
bore a rood-cross[46] before his shield, and the end of their combat was
that Thangbrand won the day and slew Thorkell.

Thence they fared to Hornfirth and turned in as guests at Borgarhaven,
west of Heinabergs sand. There Hilldir the old dwelt,[47] and then
Hilldir and all his household took upon them the new faith.

Thence they fared to Fellcombe, and went in as guests to Calffell. There
dwelt Kol Thorstein's son, Hall's kinsman, and he took upon him the
faith and all his house.

Thence they fared to Swinefell, and Flosi only took the sign of the
cross, but gave his word to back them at the Thing.

Thence they fared west to Woodcombe, and went in as guests at Kirkby.
There dwelt Surt Asbjorn's son, the son of Thorstein, the son of Kettle
the foolish. These had all of them been Christ