But the people told him to sing less stale news than that, for Harwich was close at hand.

Now it was Halfden's ship which had done that, and the fires we saw before the fog came had been the beacons lit because of his landing.
Then he made a great outcry until he had many folk to listen, and they paid him well before he would sing.

Whereon, forsooth, my ears tingled, for he sang of the burning of Bosham.

And when he came to the stealing of the bell, his tale was, that it, being hallowed, would by no means bear that heathen hands should touch it, so that when it came to the deepest pool in the haven it turned red hot, and so, burning a great hole through the Danish ship, sank to the bottom, and the Danes were all drowned.

Whereat the people marvelled, and the gleeman fared well.
I suppose that the flashing of the great bell that I had seen gave rise to this tale, and that is how men tell it to this day.