Then, too, from where he waited my waking came Vig, my great Danish dog, who had been tied at the thane's house, and must have left the flying party to seek me.

And he bounded in gladness about me.
Now I found that my bonds were gone, and next that my weapons were left me, and that but for cramp and stiffness I had not any tokens of what had befallen.

And at first it seemed to me that Ingvar thus showed his scorn of me, though soon I thought that he had forgotten me, and that it was Raud who had freed me.
I heeded not the dog, looking only in one place.

But the body of the king was gone, and his arms and mail were gone.

The hoofmarks of Ingvar's horses were everywhere; but at last I made out that they had gone on through the wood.
Presently the dog growled, looking towards the village, and I heard voices coming nearer, and with them I heard the tread of a horse.
But soon the dog ceased, and began to wag his tail as if to welcome friends, and when the comers entered the clearing, I saw that they were Egfrid's men, and that it was my horse that they were leading.
My axe was yet at the saddle bow.
"Why, master," said the foremost, "surely we looked to find you slain.