Grettir said, "True it is, as folk say, No man makes himself; but let me see thine arms," said he.
Thorstein did so; he was the longest and gauntest of men; and Grettir laughed, and said,
"No need to look at that longer; hooked together are the ribs in thee; nor, methinks, have I ever seen such tongs as thou bearest about, and I deem thee to be scarce of a woman's strength."
"That may be," said Thorstein; "yet shall thou know that these same thin arms shall avenge thee, else shall thou never be avenged; who may know what shall be, when all is over and done?"
No more is told of their talk together; the spring wore on, and Grettir took ship in the summer. The brothers parted in friendship, and saw each other never after.
CHAP. XLII.
Of the Death of Asmund the Grey haired.