And he also wrought runes on it, hammering gold wire into clefts that he made.
"What say they ?" I asked.
"Thus they read," he answered: "Life for life.

For Wulfric, Elfric's son, Lodbrok the seafarer, made me!" Thereat I wondered a little, for I knew not yet what he had taught me.

Yet when I asked why he wrote those first words, he only laughed, saying, "That you will know some day, as I think." Now if I were to write all that went on until August came, I should speak of little but how the jarl and I were never apart; for though he was so much older than myself, I grew to be his fast friend.

And many a long day did I spend with him in his boat, learning somewhat of his skill in handling her, both on river, and broad, and sea.
Very pleasant those days were, and they went all too soon.
No ship came in that could help him homewards, and though the Danish host was in Northumbria, he cared not to go there, for his sons were gone home.

And Eadmund would fain see more of him, so that, although I would willingly have taken our ship across the seas, for the first time, to his place, he would not suffer me to do so; for he said that he was not so restless here with us, and that his sons and Osritha, his daughter, had doubtless long thought him dead.
Now in June the king had gone to Framlingham, and in August came back to Thetford.