He touched my tunic with his hand, and I looked. Across it where my
heart beat was a long slit that I had not found out yet, where the
knife flew at me. That stroke must have been the man's bane,
because to reach me thus he had thrown his arm across his chest,
and so had fallen on his weapon.

Then I was going, I think, though indeed I hardly know what I did
at that moment, but the king stayed me, laughing.

"Do not think that I am going to let you off the cup, though. Now
you shall pledge me, and if you have any vow to make which is
fitting for a thane, make it and let us all hear it. But you have
also the lady to think of in your words."

Then there was a little rustle at the door which was on the high
place, and the queen returned with some of her ladies, hearing that
all was seemly again, and she stood smiling at these last words.
But Elfrida was not with her, and I was glad, else I had been more
mazed yet. So I plucked up heart and took the cup from the hand of
the king, trying to collect my thoughts into some sort of fitting
words.

"Drinc hael Cyning," I said, while my voice shook. "Here do I vow
before all the Saints and before this company--that I will do my
best to prove myself worthy of this honour that has been set on
me!"

"Why, Oswald," said the queen, "that is no sort of vow such as you
should make, for we know that already, and you have proved it now