‘Then it is by your hand,’ she answered.
‘Yes, it is,’ said Thiostolf, and added after a moment’s pause: ‘What is best to be done now?’
‘Go to Hrut, and ask him,’ replied Hallgerda, and Thiostolf went.
‘Glum is slain’ said Thiostolf to Hrut, who had come down to the door in answer to Thiostolf’s knock.
‘Who slew him?’ asked Hrut.
‘I slew him,’ answered Thiostolf.
‘Why did you come here?’ asked Hrut again.
‘Because Hallgerda sent me,’ answered Thiostolf.
‘Then Hallgerda had no part in his slaying,’ said Hrut, with a sound of relief in his voice; but as he spoke he drew his sword, which Thiostolf saw, and thrust at Hrut with his axe. Hrut, too, saw, and sprang quickly aside, knocking up as he did so the handle of the axe, so that it fell full on the ground. Turning himself swiftly, Hrut dealt Thiostolf a blow which brought him to his knees, and a stab in the heart finished the work.
After that Hrut’s house-carles laid stones on Thiostolf’s body, while he himself rode away to tell Hauskuld all that had befallen. And soon after Thorarin, Glum’s brother, came there too, with eleven men at his back. He asked Hauskuld what atonement he would make for Glum, but Hauskuld answered that it was neither he nor his daughter who had slain Glum, and that Hrut had avenged himself on Thiostolf. To this Thorarin said nothing, but Hrut offered to give him gifts, and so peace lay between them.