I spun around fast, ja! I dropped the wheel and spun fast! I saw--" He covered his eyes with his hands.
The Portuguese had crept close to me, and I heard him panting like a frightened dog.
"I saw a white fire spring over the rail," whispered Olaf Huldricksson.

"It whirled round and round, and it shone like--like stars in a whirlwind mist.

There was a noise in my ears.

It sounded like bells--little bells, ja! Like the music you make when you run your finger round goblets.

It made me sick and dizzy--the hell noise.
"My Helma was--indeholde--what you say--in the middle of the white fire.