Also they showed the arrow, which fitted exactly to the headed end which was in Lodbrok's side, and was the same as two that were in my quiver with others.

Now if Beorn shot that arrow he must have made away with both bow and quiver, for he had none when we were taken.
Then one of the other thanes said that the dead man had another wound, and that in the throat, and it was so, Whereon the jailer was bidden to bring our swords, and it was found that both were stained, for I had wounded Beorn a little, as I have said.
"Is Wulfric wounded then ?" asked Ulfkytel.
And I was not.
"Whence then is Beorn's sword stained ?" he asked.
Then came my two thralls, and spoke to the truth of my story, as did one of the men who had stayed with them, for he too had seen the deer hanging where I had left it, nearly a mile away from where the fight was.

And my men added that they had seen me riding to that place, and had followed the call of my horn.
"Murderers do not call thus for help," said the earl.

"What more ?" "Only that Lodbrok's dog flew at Beorn;" they said.
Then my steward and others told the story of my saving of Lodbrok, and there were one or two who knew how closely Beorn seemed to have sought his friendship.

There was no more then to be said.
All the while Ulfkytel had watched my face and Beorn's, and now he said: "The arrow condemns Wulfric, but any man might pick up a good arrow that he had lost.