Then my man Thrand ran at the great door, which opened inward, and swung it to in the faces of Edric's men, and barred it.

I heard them give a howl of rage as he did so, for one or two of them were flung backward into the street, so suddenly and strongly did he fling it against them in his rage.
Then we looked at one another, and at the dead man on the floor, in silence.

I was the only one of all who knew what this message brought by armed men from Streone might mean.

And all had happened so suddenly, from the time that the man had told me that I must come, and had drawn sword on me, to when the door slammed, that there had been no time for thought or wonder even.
I took up the scabbard and buckled it on, and sheathed the sword, and said: "We shall hear more of this, men.

Stamford town is no place for us now." "What is all this, lord ?" asked the leader, who stood with his back against the door still.
"Edric the earl has another business on hand like that of Earls Sigeferth and Morcar," I said.