It was broad daylight by this time, for no one ventured to be outside earlier than that, except the cattleman, who always went out when it began to grow clear.

She heard a great noise and fearful bellowing in the byre, and ran into the house again, crying out and saying that some awful thing was going on there.
Thorhall went out to the cattle and found them goring each other with their horns.

To get out of their way, he went through into the barn, and in doing this he saw the cattleman lying on his back with his head in one stall and his feet in another.

He went up to him and felt him and soon found that he was dead, with his back broken over the upright stone between two of the stalls.
"The yeoman thought it high time to leave the place now, and fled from his farm with all that he could remove.

All the live-stock that he left behind was killed by Glam, who then went through the whole glen and laid waste all the farms up from Tongue.
"Thorhall spent the rest of the winter with various friends.