Many plans were tried, but all to no effect, and it seemed
as if all Water-dale would be laid waste unless some remedy could be
found.
"All this befell in the days of Grettir, the son of Asmund, who was
the strongest man of his day in Iceland. He had been abroad at this
time, outlawed for three years, and was only eighteen years of age
when he returned. He had been at home all through the autumn, but
when the winter nights were well advanced, he rode north to Water-
dale, and came to Tongue, where lived his uncle Jokull. His uncle
received him heartily, and he stayed there for three nights. At this
time there was so much talk about Glam's walkings, that nothing was so
largely spoken of as these. Grettir inquired closely about all that
had happened, and Jokull said that the stories told no more than had
indeed taken place; 'but are you intending to go there, kinsman?' said
he. Grettir answered that he was. Jokull bade him not do so, 'for it
is a dangerous undertaking, and a great risk for your friends to lose
you, for in our opinion there is not another like you among the young
men, and "ill will come of ill" where Glam is.
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