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Updated: June 19, 2025
I thought that was ill for Streone, but I could not help it now we were but a hundred yards from the foe. The first arrow flight crossed as I saw them, and then Eadmund cried: "Forward remember Sherston!"
Silently we crossed the heath between us and the yelling Danes, and I rode beside Eadmund in my old place, and my heart was light, and sword Foe's Bane rattled in the scabbard as if longing to be let loose. And all the while I kept my eyes on Streone, who was riding among his Mercians twenty yards away to our right, and presently behind him I saw Thrand and Guthorm.
I thought that he loved revenge even better than wealth, and this cheered me not at all. About sunset Edric Streone came. Thrand had, I thought, made his escape, most likely, and I was glad. He had helped me all he could. The earl left the party he was with, and came to me and my guards.
So they flung the end of the line over the bough, sailorwise, and made a running bowline in the part that came down. There is torture in that way, and some of the men grumbled thereat, being less hard hearted. So they began to argue about the matter, and Streone watched my face, for this was pleasure to him, as it seemed, though he did not look straight at me.
Andrew, in memory of Eadmund his noble foe and brother king, for on the day of that saint Streone slew him. There Cnut the king stood and spoke to me: "I build these churches, and their walls will decay in time, and maybe men will forget who built them, but the deeds of Eadmund will not be forgotten, for there are few men who have fought a losing fight so sternly and steadfastly as did he.
"Why, he might hang you for the same. How many of his men did you slay this morning?" "That was in fight he killed the others in time of peace." "Better not say much of that fight," said Egil. "There was a peace breaking there." Streone turned pale at that, for he saw that the Danes did not hold his ways in honour though they had profited by them. "Well, then, take him.
His father, Wolnoth, had been "Childe" of the South Saxons, or thegn of Sussex, a nephew of Edric Streone, Earl of Mercia, the unprincipled but able minister of Ethelred, who betrayed his master to Canute, by whom, according to most authorities, he was righteously, though not very legally, slain as a reward for the treason.
That plan was good, and would have been carried out; but Edric Streone rose up and reminded Ethelred of how the march through Lindsey had done more harm than good. "Cnut will not return," he said, "and messages to these Danish garrisons with promise of peace if they surrender will be enough. But if we fall on them, they will grow desperate, and will send for Cnut to help them.
If I take you to Cnut, Streone will have somewhat to say about you and he is a great man with our king just now." "Well, what if he has. He knows me well enough, and cares nought about me," I answered. "Cares enough about you to have told Cnut to hang you as soon as he gets you," Egil said. "I suppose you have offended him in some way." Then Elfric said: "That is so.
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