Thence Flosi rode to Ossaby.

CHAPTER CXV.

OF FLOSI AND HILDIGUNNA.

Hildigunna was out of doors, and said, “Now shall all the men of my household be out of doors when Flosi rides into the yard; but the women shall sweep the house and deck it with hangings, and make ready the high-seat for Flosi.”

Then Flosi rode into the town, and Hildigunna turned to him and said—­

“Come in safe and sound and happy kinsman, and my heart is fain at thy coming hither.”

“Here,” says Flosi, “we will break our fast, and then we will ride on.”

Then their horses were tethered, and Flosi went into the sitting-room and sat him down, and spurned the high-seat away from him on the dais, and said—­

“I am neither king nor earl, and there is no need to make a high-seat for me to sit on, nor is there any need to make a mock of me.”

Hildigunna was standing close by, and said—­

“It is ill if it mislikes thee, for this we did with a whole heart.”

“If thy heart is whole towards me, then what I do will praise itself if it be well done, but it will blame itself if it be ill done.”

Hildigunna laughed a cold laugh, and said—­

“There is nothing new in that, we will go nearer yet ere we have done.”

She sat her down by Flosi, and they talked long and low.  After that the board was laid, and Flosi and his band washed their hands.  Flosi looked hard at the towel and saw that it was all in rags, and had one end torn off.  He threw it down on the bench and would not wipe himself with it, but tore off a piece of the table-cloth, and wiped himself with that, and then threw it to his men.

After that Flosi sat down to the board and bade men eat.

Then Hildigunna came into the room and went before Flosi, and threw her hair off her eyes and wept.

“Heavy-hearted art thou now, kinswoman,” said Flosi, “when thou weepest, but still it is well that thou shouldst weep for a good husband.”

“What vengeance or help shall I have of thee?” she says.

“I will follow up thy suit,” said Flosi, “to the utmost limit of the law, or strive for that atonement which good men and true shall say that we ought to have as full amends.”

“Hauskuld would avenge thee,” she said, “if he had the blood-feud after thee.”

“Thou lackest not grimness,” answered Flosi, “and what thou wantest is plain.”

“Arnor Ornolf’s son, of Forswaterwood,” said Hildigunna, “had done less wrong towards Thord Frey’s priest thy father; and yet thy brothers Kolbein and Egil slew him at Skaptarfells-Thing.”

Then Hildigunna went back into the hall and unlocked her chest, and then she took out the cloak, Flosi’s gift, and in it Hauskuld had been slain, and there she had kept it, blood and all.  Then she went back into the sitting room with the cloak; she went up silently to Flosi.  Flosi had just then eaten his full, and the board was cleared.  Hildigunna threw the cloak over Flosi, and the gore rattled down all over him.