He had left the fleet, and was taking his own way with those who would follow him.
Yet if he had eight ships, what would Ingvar's host be like?
Greater perhaps than any that had yet come to our land, and the most cruel.

For he would come, not for plunder only, but hating the name of England, hating the name of Christian, and above all hating the land where his father had been slain.
I climbed down from the tower, and found my people talking of the passing ships, and rejoicing that they had gone.

Already had some of them piled their goods in waggons ready for flight, and some were armed.

Then, as in duty bound, I sent men in haste to the earl at Caistor to report this, telling him also that the great fleet of which this was a part was surely by this token on its way.
By evening word came back from him.

He had sure news from Lynn that the great fleet had gone into the Humber to join the host at York, and that we need fear nothing.