for man, shall be taken for thee.”
Then he made up his mind to be a hired servant there.
Now it must be told of Hallgerda that she sent a man west to
Bearfirth, to fetch Brynjolf the Unruly, her kinsman. He was a
base son of Swan, and he was one of the worst of men. Gunnar
knew nothing about it. Hallgerda said he was well fitted to be a
grieve. So Brynjolf came from the west, and Gunnar asked what he
was to do there? He said he was going to stay there.
“Thou wilt not better our household,” says Gunnar, “after what
has been told me of thee, but I will not turn away any of
Hallgerda’s kinsmen, whom she wishes to be with her.”
Gunnar said little, but was not unkind to him, and so things went
on till the Thing. Gunnar rides to the Thing and Kolskegg rides
too, and when they came to the Thing they and Njal met, for he
and his sons were at the Thing, and all went well with Gunnar and
them.
Bergthora said to Atli, “Go thou up into Thorolfsfell and work
there a week.”
So he went up thither, and was there on the sly, and burnt
charcoal in the wood.
Hallgerda said to Brynjolf, “I have been told Atli is not at
home, and he must be winning work on Thorolfsfell.”
“What thinkest thou likeliest that he is working at,” says he.
“At something in the wood,” she says.
“What shall I do to him?” he asks.
“Thou shalt kill him,” says she.
He was rather slow in answering her, and Hallgerda said, “‘Twould
grow less in Thiostolf’s eyes to kill Atli if he were alive.”
“Thou shalt have no need to goad me on much more,” he says, and
then he seized his weapons, and takes his horse and mounts, and
rides to Thorolfsfell. There he saw a great reek of coalsmoke
east of the homestead, so he rides thither, and gets off his
horse and ties him up, but he goes where the smoke was thickest.
Then he sees where the charcoal pit is, and a man stands by it.
He saw that he had thrust his spear in the ground by him.
Brynjolf goes along with the smoke right up to him, but he was
eager at his work, and saw him not. Brynjolf gave him a stroke
on the head with his axe, and he turned so quick round that
Brynjolf loosed his hold of the axe, and Atli grasped the spear,
and hurled it after him. Then Brynjolf cast himself down on the
ground, but the spear flew away over him.
“Lucky for thee that I was not ready for thee,” says Atli, “but
now Hallgerda will be well pleased, for thou wilt tell her of my
death; but it is a comfort to know that thou wilt have the same
fate soon; but come now take thy axe which has been here.”
He answered him never a word, nor did he take the axe before he
was dead. Then he rode up to the house on Thorolfsfell, and told
of the slaying, and after that rode home and told Hallgerda. She
sent men to Bergthorsknoll, and let them tell Bergthora that now
