This was agreed to, whereupon he cast aside his disguise, and stood revealed as Grettir the outlaw. All saw that they had been beguiled, yet, for their oath"s sake, they could do nothing. First Hialti alone tried to throw Grettir, but met with nothing but a mighty fall; then he and his brother Angle tried together, but though each of them had the strength of two men they were no match for their antagonist, and had to retire discomfited.
Then Grettir went back to Drangey. Two winters had now been spent on the island, but firewood was hard to come by; Noise was sent down to gather drifted logs from the sea, but he grew lazier and grumbled more and more every day, letting the fire out on one occasion, whereas his duty was to keep it burning. Grettir determined to swim to the mainland and bring back wood; in this he was successful, though the distance was a sea mile, whereat all said his prowess both on land and sea was marvellous. Meanwhile Angle, having been baffled in a second attempt to land and drive out Grettir, induced a young man called h.o.e.ring, an expert climber, to try to scale the cliffs, promising him if successful a very large reward. Angle rowed him over, and h.o.e.ring did, indeed, scale the precipice, but young Illugi was on the watch, chased him round the island, and h.o.e.ring, sore pressed, leapt over the cliff and was killed.
[Ill.u.s.tration: The Witch Thurid cuts a charm on the log.]
About this time, Grettir having been so many years in outlawry, many thought that the sentence should be annulled; and it was deemed certain that he would be pardoned in the next ensuing summer; but they who had owned the island were exceedingly discontented at the prospect of his acquittal, and urged Angle either to give back the island or slay Grettir. Now Angle had a foster-mother, Thurid; she was old and cunning in witchcraft, which she had learnt in her youth; for though Christianity had now been established in the island, yet there remained still many traces of heathendom. Angle and she put out in a ten-oared boat to pick a quarrel with Grettir, of which the upshot was that the outlaw threw a huge stone into the boat, where the witch lay covered up with wrappings, and broke her leg. Angle had to endure many taunts at the failure of all his attempts to outplay Grettir. One day, Thurid was limping along by the sea, when she found a large log, part of the trunk of a tree. She cut a flat s.p.a.ce on it, carved magic characters, or runes, on the root, reddened them with her blood, and sang witch-words over them; then she walked backwards round it, and widdershins--which means in a direction against the sun--and thrust the log out to sea under many strong spells, in such wise that it should drive out to Drangey. In the teeth of the wind it went, till it came to the island, where Illugi and Grettir saw it, but knowing it boded them ill, they thrust it out from sh.o.r.e; yet next morning was it there again, nearer the ladders than before; but again they drove it out to sea. The days wore on to summer, and a gale sprang up with wet; the brothers being short of firewood, Noise was sent down to the sh.o.r.e to look for drift, grumbling at being ordered out in bad weather, when, lo! the log was there again, and he fetched it up.
Grettir was angry with Noise, and not noticing what the log was, hewed at it with his axe, which glanced from the wood and cut into his leg, right down to the bone. Illugi bound it up, and at first it seemed as though the wound was healed. But after a time his leg took to paining Grettir, and became blue and swollen, so that he could not sleep, and Illugi watched by him night and day. At this time Thurid advised Angle to make another attempt on the island; he therefore gathered a force of a dozen men together, and set sail in very foul weather, but no sooner had they reached open sea than the wind lulled, so they came to Drangey at dusk. Noise had been told to guard the ladders, and had gone out as usual with very ill grace; he thought to himself he would not draw them up, so he lay down there and fell asleep, remaining all day long in slumber till Angle came to the island. Mounting the ladders, he and his men found Noise snoring at the top; arousing him roughly, they learned from him what had happened, and how Grettir lay sick in the hut with Illugi tending him. Angle thrashed Noise soundly for betraying his master, and the men made for the hut. Illugi guarded the door with the greatest valour, and when they thrust at him with spears he struck off all the spear heads from the shafts. But some of the men leapt up on to the roof, tore away the thatch, and broke one of the rafters. Grettir thrust up with a spear and killed one man, but he could not rise from his knee by reason of his wound; the others leapt down and attacked him; young Illugi threw his shield over him and made defence for both in most manly wise. Grettir killed another man, whose body fell upon him, so that he could not use his sword; wherefore Angle at that moment was able to stab him between the shoulders, and many another wound they gave him till they thought he was dead. Angle took Grettir"s short sword and struck at the head of the body with such force that a piece of the sword-blade was nicked out. So died Grettir, the bravest man of all who ever dwelt in Iceland.
The gallant young Illugi was offered his life by Angle if he would promise not to try to avenge Grettir; but he scorned the offer, and was slain next day; the brothers were buried in a cairn on the island.
Noise was taken aboard the boat, but bore himself so ill that he too was killed. Now Angle thought to claim from Thorir of Garth the reward set upon Grettir"s head; but the murderer was very ill spoken of in the land: first, because he had used sorcery, which was against the law; next, that he had acted a cowardly part in bearing arms against a half-dead man. A suit of outlawry was brought against him in the Thing; but seeing that it would go against him he escaped to Norway. In that country lived an elder half-brother of Grettir, who had heard of his fate and determined to avenge him; neither knew the other by sight. Angle, however, becoming uneasy, went to Micklegarth (Constantinople), whither he was followed by Thorstein Dromond. One day, at a weapon-showing, or exhibition of arms, Angle drew the short sword which had belonged to Grettir; it was praised by all as a good weapon, but the notch in the edge was a blemish. Angle related how he had slain Grettir, and how the notch came to be there. Thereupon Thorstein, who was present, knew his man, and asked to be allowed, like the rest, to see the short sword; Angle gave it to him, whereupon Thorstein clove his head in two with it, and Angle fell to earth dead and dishonoured.
Thus Grettir was avenged.
The End.
EDITED BY ANDREW LANG.
THE BLUE FAIRY BOOK. With 138 Ill.u.s.trations.
Crown 8vo. gilt edges, 6s.
THE RED FAIRY BOOK. With 100 Ill.u.s.trations.
Crown 8vo. gilt edges, 6s.
THE GREEN FAIRY BOOK. With 99 Ill.u.s.trations.
Crown 8vo. gilt edges, 6s.
THE YELLOW FAIRY BOOK. With 104 Ill.u.s.trations.
Crown 8vo. gilt edges, 6s.
THE PINK FAIRY BOOK. With 67 Ill.u.s.trations.
Crown 8vo. gilt edges, 6s.
THE GREY FAIRY BOOK. With 65 Ill.u.s.trations.
Crown 8vo. gilt edges, 6s.
THE VIOLET FAIRY BOOK. With 8 Coloured Plates and 54 other Ill.u.s.trations. Crown 8vo. gilt edges, 6s.
THE BLUE POETRY BOOK. With 100 Ill.u.s.trations.
Crown 8vo. gilt edges, 6s.
THE BLUE POETRY BOOK. School Edition, without Ill.u.s.trations. Fcp. 8vo. 2s. 6d.
THE TRUE STORY BOOK. With 66 Ill.u.s.trations.
Crown 8vo. gilt edges, 6s.
THE RED TRUE STORY BOOK. With 100 Ill.u.s.trations.
Crown 8vo. gilt edges, 6s.
THE ANIMAL STORY BOOK. With 67 Ill.u.s.trations.
Crown 8vo. gilt edges, 6s.
THE RED BOOK OF ANIMAL STORIES. With 65 Ill.u.s.trations. Crown 8vo. gilt edges, 6s.
THE ARABIAN NIGHTS ENTERTAINMENTS.
With 66 Ill.u.s.trations. Crown 8vo. gilt edges, 6s.
LONGMANS, GREEN, & CO., 39 Paternoster Row, London New York and Bombay.