So when I needed them, the words were ready.

Now, therefore, both in life and death, Wulfric, my master, I thank you." But I was silent, knowing how much greater a part in this I might have had.

For I thought that, but for the need of proving my faith or denying it, I should have surely been as a heathen among heathen in those days in Jutland.

Yet Beorn asked me to pray for him, and that I had done, and it had kept me mindful when I had else forgotten.
So began the work Humbert the Bishop foretold before he died, and that monk of his who saved his own life at Humbert's bidding for the work, saw it, and rejoiced.
After this, in a week's time, Cyneward and I took horse and rode away to London, for the dame's son came back to me, having found Ingild, bringing me messages from him, and also from Egfrid and many more.

And all was well.