Now I had a hope that the men on shore would come round to the ship and leave the way clear for me, but Evan called to them to bide where they were.

He had not faced me yet, and I bade him do so, telling him that this was his affair, and that it was nidring to risk other men's lives to save his own skin.

But even that would not bring him on me.
Now the men whom I had seen coming down from the cliffs' top had hurried to see what all the shouting meant, and I saw that they were well-armed warriors and mostly spearsmen.

Evan cried to them to come and help, and they ranged up alongside.

He told them that I was a Norseman who had gone berserk, and must needs be slain.
"That is easily managed," said the leader.