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Updated: June 26, 2025
"We will make room for you! We will make a rid road from here to Winchester!" shouted the holders and knights. "It is too late. What say you, Hereward Leofricsson, who go for a wise man among men?" Hereward rose, and spoke gracefully, earnestly, eloquently; but he could not deny Sweyn's plain words. "Sir Hereward beats about the bush," said Earl Osbiorn, rising when Hereward sat down.
"Of course we must follow," Edmund said; "of that there is no question. The only doubt is as to the force we must take. What Siegbert said is true. The Danish bands are so numerous to the east that we should be sure to fall in with some of them, and fight as we might, should be destroyed; and yet with a smaller number how could we hope to rescue Freda from Sweyn's hands?"
He could not be really a man, no more than that running Thing was really a woman; his real form was only hidden under embodiment of a man, but what it was he did not know. And Sweyn's real form he did not know. Sweyn lay fallen at his feet, where he had struck him down his own brother he: he stumbled over him, and had to overleap him and race harder because she who had kissed Sweyn leapt so fast.
"I think not," the Dane said, "for Sweyn's men are on the alert, and keep good guard, for the people of this part of the island, being maddened by their exactions and cruelty, have banded themselves together; and although they cannot withstand the strong parties which go out in search of plunder they cut off stragglers, and have made several attacks on small parties.
A darker shadow stayed and faced Christian, striking his life-blood chill with utmost despair. Sweyn stood before him, and surely, the shadow that went was White Fell. They had been together close. Had she not been in his arms, near enough for lips to meet? There was no moon, but the stars gave light enough to show that Sweyn's face was flushed and elate.
Then one of Sweyn's Danish warriors who stood near gave a hoarse mocking laugh and said: "We had heard that Earl Erik was a brave and adventurous man. But now it is clear that he has but the heart of a chicken, for he is too cowardly to fight against Olaf Triggvison and dares not avenge his own father's death.
Sweyn's coxcombery was always frank, and most forgiveable, and not without fair colour. "If you want an ally," continued Sweyn, "confide in old Trella. Out of her stores of wisdom, if her memory holds good, she can instruct you in the orthodox manner of tackling a Were-Wolf.
For some days Edmund and his party scoured the country round, journeying now in one direction, now in another, but without hearing ought of Sweyn's party.
Edmund with Siegbert and half his crew boarded the Dane close to the poop, and so cut the Northmen off from that part of the vessel, while Egbert with the rest boarded farther forward. The Danes would have been speedily overpowered had not the second galley arrived upon the spot; and these, seeing the combat which was raging, at once leaped upon Sweyn's galley.
At last he raised himself, very gently, lest a jog should wake impatience in the carver, and crossing his own legs round Sweyn's ankle, clasping with his arms too, laid his head against the knee. Such act is evidence of a child's most wonderful hero-worship. Quite content was Rol, and more than content when Sweyn paused a minute to joke, and pat his head and pull his curls.
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