And that was what I had seen over all England since Swein of Denmark landed, so long ago.
Men will hardly believe it now.

Relf could hardly believe us as we told him.

Yet today, were I to ride into an East Saxon village shouting "The Danes!" there are men who would cast down tools and all else that they were busied with, and clutch at the weapons that rust on the wall before thought could come to them.

For the terror of these years cannot pass from England yet while any man is alive who knew it.
Now there was another pleasure for me, and that was to watch Uldra growing brighter and happier day by day.

It was wonderful to me to see this, and with me she was ever frank and open, never wearying of speaking of our former journey and its troubles, for we could smile at them now.