So shall I march with the rest most likely.

What shall I say of your part in this ?" "Nought," I answered.
"Maybe that is best--just now," he agreed.
We had come to the town streets now, and they seemed empty.

The light was strong enough by this time, and there came a sound of shouting from the place of the market cross, and then we heard the bray of war horns, and Wulfhere quickened his pace, saying that the men were mustering, or maybe on the march.
Then I longed to go with him, but that might not be.

So I left him at last, saying that I should surely join in the fight.
I had not gone six paces from him when he called me, and I could see that he looked anxious.
"Master," he said, "this is going to be a doubtful fight as it seems to me.

Yon Danes know that the country is raised, but yet they have come back, and they mean to fight.