Now, as they sung the "Kyrie," some one shouted from the other end of
the church, "My lord Arnld, they are slaying our people without;" for,
indeed, all the square about the church was full of our people, who
for the press had not been able to enter, and were standing there in
no small dread of what might come to pass.

Then the abbot turned round from the altar, and began to fidget with
the fastenings of his rich robes. And they made a lane for us up to
the west door; then I put on my helm and we began to go up the nave,
then suddenly the singing of the monks and all stopped. I heard a
clinking and a buzz of voices in the choir. I turned, and saw that the
bright noon sun was shining on the gold of the priest's vestments, as
they lay on the floor, and on the mail that the priests carried.

So we stopped, the choir gates swung open, and the abbot marched out
at the head of his men, all fully armed, and began to strike up the
psalm "Exsurgat Deus."

When we got to the west door, there was indeed a tumult, but as yet no
slaying; the square was all a-flicker with steel, and we beheld a
great body of knights, at the head of them Red Harald and the king,
standing over against us; but our people, pressed against the houses,
and into the comers of the square, were, some striving to enter the
doors, some beside themselves with rage, shouting out to the others to
charge; withal, some were pale and some were red with the blood that
had gathered to the wrathful faces of them.

Then said Arnald to those about him, "Lift me up." So they laid a
great shield on two lances, and these four men carried, and thereon