It was all that I could do to keep myself from crying out to him; but that would have betrayed us also, and, with us, the hope of our ambush.

So we must set our teeth and watch him go.
Then a Dane came to the edge of the high bank and saw him, and at the same moment was himself seen.

The Dane shouted, and Elgar stopped paddling with his hands and keeping his head above water.
Now we looked to see him swim back to this bank, and began to wonder if the enemy would follow him and so find us.

And for one moment I believe he meant to do so, and then, brave man as he was, gave himself away to save us; for he stretched himself out once more and began to swim leisurely downstream, never looking at the Danes again; for now half a dozen were there and watching him, calling, too, that he should come ashore, as one might guess.

But Elgar paid no heed to them, and swam on.
They began to throw stones, and one cast a spear at him, but that fell short.