By this time there was more and more noise in the pile of fish, and
the sound of them being torn was heard both by night and day. Some
time after this it was necessary to take down some of the fish, and
the man who went up on the pile saw this strange thing, that up out of
the pile there came a tail, in appearance like a singed ox-tail. It
was black and covered with hair like a seal. The man laid hold of it
and pulled, and called on the others to come and help him. Others
then got up on the heap, both men and women, and pulled at the tail,
but all to no purpose. It seemed to them that the tail was dead, but
while they tugged at it, it flew out of their hands taking the skin
off the palms of those who had been holding it hardest, and no more
was ever seen of the tail. The fish were then taken up and every one
was found to be torn out of the skin, yet no living thing was to be
found in the pile.
Following upon this, Thorgrima Charm-cheek, the wife of Thorir Wooden-
leg, fell ill, and lay only a little while before she died, and the
same evening that she was buried she was seen in company with her
husband Thorir.
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