“That is spoken like a man,” said Grettir.  “The women shall be quite contented with what they get.”

Then all the women fled and began to weep, being overcome by terror.  Grettir said to the berserks:  “Give me all the things which you want to lay aside, your weapons and your wet clothes, for the men will not obey us while they are frightened.”

Thorir said he cared little for the women’s whining.  “But,” he said, “we mean to treat you in a different way from the other men of the house.  It seems to me that we may make a comrade of you.”

“See to that yourselves,” said Grettir.  “But I do not look upon all men alike.”

Then they laid aside most of their weapons.  Grettir said:  “I think now you had better sit down at the table and have some drink.  You must be thirsty after your rowing.”

They said they were quite ready for a drink, but did not know where the cellar was.  Grettir asked whether they would let him arrange for their entertainment, which they willingly agreed to.  So Grettir went and fetched some ale which he gave them to drink.  They were very tired and drank enormously.  He kept them well plied with the strongest ale there was, and they sat there for a long time whilst he told them funny stories.  There was a tremendous din amongst them all, and the servants had no wish to approach them.

Thorir said:  “I never yet met with a stranger who treated me like this man.  What reward shall we give you for all that you have done, Grettir?”

Grettir replied:  “I don’t expect any reward for my services at present.  But if when you depart we are still as good friends as we seem to be now, I should very much like to join your company, and though I may not be able to do as much work as any of you, I will not be a hindrance in any doughty undertaking.”

They were delighted, and wanted to swear fellowship with him at once.  Grettir said that could not be, “for,” he added, “there is truth in the saying that Ale is another man, and such a thing should not be done hastily, so let it remain at what I said; we are both little in the habit of restraining ourselves.”

They declared that they did not mean to go back.  The night was now coming on and it was getting very dark.  Grettir noticed that they were rather fuddled, and asked whether they did not think it was time to go to bed.  Thorir said:  “So it is; but I have to fulfil my promise to the mistress.”  Grettir then went out and called out loud:  “Go to bed, women!  Such is the will of Thorir the bondi.”

The women execrated him and could be heard howling like wolves.  The berserks then left the room.  Grettir said:  “Let us go outside; I will show you the room in which Thorfinn keeps his clothes.”