surely have peace.  All the house-carles of Hoskuld who were yet alive were wounded, and four were killed.  Hrut then went home, being somewhat wounded himself; but his followers only slightly or not at all, for he had been the foremost in the fight.  The place has since been called Fight-Dale where they fought.  After that Hrut had the cattle killed.  Now it must be told how Hoskuld got men together in a hurry when he heard of the robbery and rode home.  Much at the same time as he arrived his house-carles came home too, and told how their journey had gone anything but smoothly.  Hoskuld was wild with wrath at this, and said he meant to take at Hrut’s hand no robbery or loss of lives again, and gathered to him men all that day.  Then Jorunn, his wife, went and talked to him, and asked him what he had made his mind up to.  He said, “It is but little I have made up my mind to, but I fain would that men should oftener talk of something else than the slaying of my house-carles”. [Sidenote:  Jorunn’s good advice] Jorunn answered, “You are after a fearful deed if you mean to kill such a man as your brother, seeing that some men will have it that it would not have been without cause if Hrut had seized these goods even before this; and now he has shown that, taking after the race he comes from, he means no longer to be an outcast, kept from what is his own.  Now, surely he cannot have made up his mind to try his strength with you till he knew that he might hope for some backing-up from the more powerful among men; for, indeed, I am told that messages have been passing in quiet between Hrut and Thord Yeller.  And to me, at least, such matters seem worthy of heed being paid to them.  No doubt Thord will be glad to back up matters of this kind, seeing how clear are the bearings of the case.  Moreover you know, Hoskuld, that since the quarrel between Thord Goddi and Vigdis, there has not been the same fond friendship between you and Thord Yeller as before, although by means of gifts you staved off the enmity of him and his kinsmen in the beginning.  I also think, Hoskuld,” she said, “that in that matter, much to the trial of their temper, they feel they have come off worst at the hands of yourself and your son, Olaf.  Now this seems to me the wiser counsel:  to make your brother an honourable offer, for there a hard grip from greedy wolf may be looked for.  I am sure that Hrut will take that matter in good part, for I am told he is a wise man, and he will see that that would be an honour to both of you.”  Hoskuld quieted down greatly at Jorunn’s speech, and thought this was likely to be true. [Sidenote:  Hoskuld and Hrut become friends] Then men went between them who were friends of both sides, bearing words of peace from Hoskuld to Hrut.  Hrut received them well, and said he would indeed make friends with Hoskuld, and added that he had long been ready for their coming to terms as behoved kinsmen, if but Hoskuld had been willing to grant him his right.  Hrut