Egil answered,
'Are you very short of money, father?
I did not know it.
I shall at once let you have silver,
when I know you need it;
but I know that you still have in your keeping
one or two chests full of silver.'

'I suppose,'
said Skallagrim,
'you think that we have made our division of the movable property.
You must now be content if I do what I like with that money I have in keeping.'
Egil answered:
'You cannot think you need to ask any leave from me in this;
for you will choose to have it your own way, whatever I may say.'

Then Egil rode away till he came to Lambstead,
where he was made heartily welcome; he was to be there three nights.
That same evening that Egil left home,
Skallagrim had a horse saddled.
He then rode out just when others were going to bed.
When he went away, he bore before him on his knees a very large chest;
but under his arm he carried a brazen kettle.
It has been since held for certain that he let down one or both into Krum's bog-hole,
and dropped a large stone slab atop of them.
Skallagrim came home about midnight, and then went to his place and lay down in his clothes.
But in the morning, when it was light and people were dressed, there sat Skallagrim forward on the seat's edge, already dead, and so stiff that they could not straighten him nor move him, though they tried all they could.