But Beorn's dagger fell on the floor of the boat, and he paid no heed to it, not even turning his head.
Then the earl and three thanes went on board the fishing boat, and Egfrid would fain have come with him.

But I signed him back, and when the fishermen put out oars and pushed from the shore, towing us with them, he ran waist deep into the water, and clasped my hand for the last time, weeping.
Then the shore grew dim to my eyes, and I put my head in my hands and would look no more.

Soon I heard only the wash and creak of the large boat's oars, and a murmured word or two from those on board her.

Then from Burgh Tower came the tolling of the bell, as for the dying, and that was the last voice of England that I heard as we went from shore to sea.
But at that sound came hope back to me, for it seemed to me as the voice of Bosham bell calling for help that should come to myself, as I had been called in time of need by the like sound to the help of St.Wilfrith's men.

And straightway I remembered the words of the good prior, and was comforted, for surely if St.Wilfrith's might could sink the pirate ship it would be put forth for me upon the waters.