He rode away with fifteen men; Bersi also rode to the holm with as many.

Cormac came there first, and told Thorgils that he would sit apart by himself.

So he sat down and ungirt the sword.
Now, he never heeded whether the sun shone upon the hilt, for he had girt the sword on him outside his clothes.

And when he tried to draw it he could not, until he set his feet upon the hilts.

Then the little worm came, and was not rightly done by; and so the sword came groaning and creaking out of the scabbard, and the good luck of it was gone..