So also had Ethelwulf himself, who seemed less stately than yesterday when he sat in his royal attire in full court.
Richly dressed he was now, with a gold circlet on his head and great gold bracelets on his arms; but he was in no high place, only sitting easily in a carved and cushioned chair, while the atheling sat on a settle by the window.
The letters I had brought lay open on the table at the king's elbow, and his hand was on them, and there were other writings scattered about; great ones with red seals hanging thereto--made no doubt by the gold signet which stood close by in its open casket.
"Come near, Thanes," the king said in his deep, quiet voice.

"Let us talk together of this matter as friends, for a useless king were I but for such as you who keep my throne from the blows of enemies." "Stay, Father," said Alfred the Atheling, starting up.

"Let me write while the thanes speak," and he gathered up pens and such, and a roll of parchment, sitting down at the table and then holding pen ready, and looking at us.
The king smiled at him and his haste, and said, "Verily, Thanes, you must mind your words if Alfred writes them down, for he will ever keep records of tales such as yours, saying that they are for men to read hereafter." But that had no terrors for us, seeing that we had a plain tale to tell, truth and nothing more.

So, as Ceorle bid us, we four sat down by the window, and the king asked me to tell my story from the first.
So I began by saying that I had seen the landing of the Danes at Stert, and warned the watchmen of the levy.
There Alfred stopped me, holding up his pen suddenly.
"Tell us, Thane, of the Watchet landing," he said.
And when I began to tell of that he looked up again, with his eyes dancing, and asked me how I came on Quantock hill.
Thereat the king laughed a little, saying that Alfred should have been a lawman, and the atheling said that, with his father's help, he meant to be such, and a good one.
And that he has become, for the laws he has given us will last, as it seems to me, till the name of Saxon has departed.
Then I was a little in doubt what to say, and the king saw this.

So he told me kindly that he had had very full accounts written by the bishop and ealdormen; but now both he and the atheling would fain hear about myself; that is, if my friends already knew all, and if I would not heed Ceorle.
Now I saw that I must speak more of myself than I wished, and would fain have been excused, saying something of that sort.