"Then," Frodi cried, "I leave thy roof now, nor ever are we friends again!"
"Frodi," answered Rolf, "sleep one night more under my roof; then if thou art minded thou shalt leave me forever."
Then Frodi called to mind his great love for his cousin, and yielded, and sat down.
In the morning Hallmund and Hallvard sat late at meat. Rolf said to them: "Why linger ye here? Do as I bade!"
Then they took swords, axes, and shields, and went to the hut across the valley, but had no heart in their going. Now Rolf watched from the hillside, and he saw them go into the farmyard, very slowly; and he waited a while, and saw them come out, very slowly. And they came back to Cragness, and climbed the hill to him; and behold, they had not their arms any more, but were wounded, and complained as they came.
"Grani," said they, "has done this to us. Now, master, avenge us on him!"
"Now," said Rolf, "all is come about as I wished." And he bade bring his sword and his shield.
"Wilt thou then," asked Frodi, "take up the quarrel of these wretched carles?"
Rolf put on his sword and took his shield; he made no answer to Frodi, but he beckoned his housecarles and pointed to Hallvard and Hallmund.
"Whip me," said Rolf to his servants, "these wretches from this place; if they wait till my return they shall feel the weight of my hand. But as for all the rest of you, bide ye here till I come again."