now thrust. Atli's bowman's name was Asolf; he sprung up on Hrut's ship,
and was four men's death before Hrut was ware of him; then he turned
against him, and when they met, Asolf thrust at and through Hrut's
shield, but Hrut cut once at Asolf, and that was his death-blow. Wolf
the Unwashed saw that stroke, and called out--

"Truth to say, Hrut, thou dealest big blows, but thou'st much to thank
Gunnhillda for."

"Something tells me," says Hrut, "that thou speakest with a 'fey'
mouth."

Now Atli sees a bare place for a weapon on Wolf, and shot a spear
through him, and now the battle grows hot: Atli leaps up on Hrut's ship,
and clears it fast round about, and now Auzur turns to meet him, and
thrust at him, but fell down full length on his back, for another man
thrust at him. Now Hrut turns to meet Atli: he cut at once at Hrut's
shield, and clove it all in two, from top to point; just then Atli got a
blow on his hand from a stone, and down fell his sword. Hrut caught up
the sword, and cut his foot from under him. After that he dealt him his
death-blow. There they took much goods, and brought away with them two
ships which were best, and stayed there only a little while. But
meantime Soti and his crew had sailed past them, and he held on his
course back to Norway, and made the land at Limgard's side. There Soti
went on shore, and there he met Augmund, Gunnhillda's page; he knew him
at once, and asks--

"How long meanest thou to be here?"

"Three nights," says Soti.