We must go soon, or the Danes will be back." "No use," said I."They are between us and safety.

I must wait and take my chance." With that I missed the sword that I loved, for I had thought of selling my life dearly if the Danes would slay me.
"Where is sword Foe's Bane ?" I cried.
Thrand looked round about me, but could see it not.

Then he turned over one or two of the slain men who lay thickly in the place where our last stand was made.

But he could not find it, until a wounded man of ours asked what he sought.

Thrand told him.