CHAPTER XV HOW GRETTIR FOUGHT WITH GLAM––––––––
Next morning Grettir went with Thorhall to the stable for his horse. The strong wooden door was shivered and driven in. They stepped across it; Grettir called to his horse, but there was no responsive whinny. Grettir dashed into the stall and found his horse dead; its neck was broken.
"Now," said Thorhall, "I will give you a horse in exchange for that you have lost. You had better ride home to Biarg at once."
"Not at all. My horse has been killed, and I must avenge it." So Grettir remained.
Night set in. Grettir ate a hearty supper, and was right merry. But not so Thorhall, who had his misgivings. At bed-time the latter crept into a locked bedstead beside the hall; but Grettir said he would not go into a bed, he would lie by the fire in t
