The same fate befell one of his comrades, who mounted to the platform at the top of the church and in descending fell off and was killed.

A third who entered the church and looked round lost his sight for ever.

A fourth entering it fell dead; and a fifth, who, more bold than all, tried to break into the tomb of the saint, was killed by a stone which fell upon him.
One night after a continuance of heavy rain the Seine, being greatly swollen, swept away the centre of the bridge connecting the tower with the town.

At daybreak the Northmen, seeing what had taken place, hastened across the river and attacked the tower.

The garrison was but a small one, no more than twenty men having slept there.