he Danes saw the wisdom of his words. They believed now that Beowulf was loyal to lord Hrothgar as he had said.

'We will take you to lord Hrothgar', one of the Danish warriors said. 'We will march before you to show the way.'

The road to Heorot was paved with stone and their stamping feet made it sing out as the men marched along. The linked rings of their mailcoats jingled and their shields and helmets shone as bright as Heorot's golden roof in the sun.

The Geats were glad when they got to the hall. A tall man came to greet them. It was Wulfgar, one of lord Hrothgar's most trusted men.

'Our soldiers have told us what has happened', Wulfgar said. 'We are glad to see you. You will not meet any further trouble here.'

The Geats took off their heavy shields, which had been hardened by a rainstorm of spears in many battles before. They stacked up their grey spears made of ash-wood outside the hall, as a sign they did not mean to attack anyone there.

This is what Anglo-Saxon armour and weapons looked like.