Then something went
up on top of the house, and rode above the hall, beating the roof with
its heels till every beam cracked. This went on for a long time; then
it came down off the house and went to the door. When this was opened
Grettir saw the thrall thrust in his head; ghastly big he seemed, and
wonderfully huge of feature. Glam came in slowly, and raised himself
up when he was inside the doorway, till he loomed up against the roof.
Then he turned his face down the hall, laid his arms on the cross-
beam, and glared all over the place. Thorhall gave no sign during all
this, for he thought it bad enough to hear what was going on outside.
"Grettir lay still and never moved. Glam saw that there was a bundle
lying on the floor, and moved further up the hall and grasped the
cloak firmly. Grettir placed his feet against the plank, and yielded
not the least. Glam tugged a second time, much harder than before,
but still the cloak did not move. A third time he pulled with both
his hands, so hard that he raised Grettir up from the floor, and now
they wrenched the cloak asunder between them.
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