ad
hurled the spear, but he bore that wound about with him all his life
long, and got no atonement for it.

Now there was a mighty throng. But though we hear tell of some of the
deeds that were done, still there are far many more of which men have
handed down no stories.

Flosi had told them that they should make for the stronghold in the
Great Rift if they were worsted, "for there," said he, "they will only
be able to attack us on one side". But the band which Hall of the Side
and his son Ljot led, had fallen away out of the fight before the
onslaught of that father and son, Asgrim and Thorhall. They turned down
east of Axewater, and Hall said--

"This is a sad state of things when the whole host of men at the Thing
fight, and I would, kinsman Ljot, that we begged us help even though
that be brought against us by some men, and that we part them. Thou
shalt wait for me at the foot of the bridge, and I will go to the booths
and beg for help."

"If I see," said Ljot, "that Flosi and his men need help from our men,
then I will at once run up and aid them."

"Thou wilt do in that as thou pleasest," says Hall, "but I pray thee to
wait for me here."

Now flight breaks out in Flosi's band, and they all fly west across
Axewater; but Asgrim and Gizur the white went after them and all their
host. Flosi and his men turned down between the river and the Outwork
booth. Snorri the priest had drawn up his men there in array, so thick
that they could not pass that way, and Snorri the priest called out then
to Flosi--

"Why are ye in such haste, or who chase you?"

"Thou askest not this," answered Flosi, "because thou dost not know it
already; but whose fault is it that we cannot get to the stronghold in
the Great Rift?"

"It is not my fault," says Snorri, "but it is quite true that I know
whose fault it is, and I will tell thee if thou wilt; it is the fault of
Thorwalld cropbeard and Kol."

They were both then dead, but they had been the worst men in all Flosi's
band.

Again Snorri said to his men--

"Now do both, cut at them and thrust at them, and drive them away hence,
they will then hold out but a short while here, if the others attack
them from below; but then ye shall not go after them, but let both sides
shift for themselves."

The son of Skapti Thorod's son was Thorstein gapemouth, as was written
before, he was in the battle with Gudmund the powerful, his
father-in-law, and as soon as Skapti knew that, he wen