Grettir said, "Many a man stretches round the door to the lock; and meseems it lies more in thy way to avenge thy brother Hall[[12]] than to meddle in the dealings betwixt me and Audun."
"At all times I hear this," said Bardi, "nor know I if that will be avenged, but none the less I will that thou let Audun be at peace, for he is a quiet man."
Grettir did so at Bardi's bidding, nathless, little did it please him. Bardi asked for what cause they strove.
Grettir sang—
"Prithee, Audun, who can tell,
But that now thy throat shall swell;
That from rough hands thou shalt gain
By our strife a certain pain.
E'en such wrong as I have done,
I of yore from Audun won,