Aulvir and his men drew up their ship
beyond flood-tide mark.
They then went to the farm buildings,
and found Bard outside,
and told him of their journey,
and withal that they would fain
be there for the night.
Bard saw that they were very wet,
and led them to
a fire-hall that stood apart
from the other buildings.
There he had a large fire made for them,
at which their clothes were dried.
When they had put them on again,
Bard came in.
'Now will we,' said he,
'set you a table here.
I know you will be glad to sleep;
you are weary from your wetting.'

Aulvir liked that well. Soon the table was set, and food given them,
bread and butter and large bowls of curds set forth. Bard said:
'Right sorry am I that there is no ale in the house,
that I might receive you as I would;
you will have to make out with what there is.'
Aulvir and his folk were very thirsty, and drank up the curds.
Then Bard had oat-drink brought in, and they drank that.
'I should like,' said Bard, 'to give you better drink if I had any.'
There was no lack of straw in the room.
Then he bade them lie down to sleep.