t to the booth of
Snorri the priest, and meant to beg for help to part them; but just
before he had got as far as the door of Snorri's booth, there the battle
was hottest of all. Asgrim and his friends and his men were just coming
up thither, and then Thorhall said to his father Asgrim--

"See there now is Skapti Thorod's son, father."

"I see him, kinsman," said Asgrim, and then he shot a spear at Skapti,
and struck him just below where the calf was fattest, and so through
both his legs. Skapti fell at the blow, and could not get up again, and
the only counsel they could take who were by, was to drag Skapti flat on
his face into the booth of a turf-cutter.

Then Asgrim and his men came up so fast that Flosi and his men gave way
before them south along the river to the booths of the men of Modruvale.
There there was a man outside one booth whose name was Solvi; he was
boiling broth in a great kettle, and had just then taken the meat out,
and the broth was boiling as hotly as it could.

Solvi cast his eyes on the Eastfirthers us they fled, and they were then
just over against him, and then he said--"Can all these cowards who fly
here be Eastfirthers, and yet Thorkel Geiti's son, he ran by as fast as
any one of them, and very great lies have been told about him when men
say that he is all heart, but now no one ran faster than he".

Hallbjorn the strong was near by them, and said--

"Thou shalt not have it to say that we are all cowards."

And with that he caught hold of him, and lifted him up aloft, and thrust
him head down into the broth-kettle. Solvi died at once; but then a rush
was made at Hallbjorn himself, and he had to turn and fly.

Flosi threw a spear at Bruni Haflidi's son, and caught him at the waist,
and that was his bane; he was one of Gudmund the powerful's band.

Thorstein Hlenni's son took the spear out of the wound, and hurled it
back at Flosi, and hit him on the leg, and he got a great wound and
fell; he rose up again at once.

Then they passed on to the Waterfirther's booth, and then Hall and Ljot
came from the east across the river, with all their band; but just when
they came to the lava, a spear was hurled out of the band of Gudmund the
powerful, and it struck Ljot in the middle, and he fell down dead at
once; and it was never known surely who had done that manslaughter.

Flosi and his men turned up round the Waterfirther's booth, and then
Thorgeir Craggeir said to Kari Solmund's son--