His friend, indeed, tried to convince him that he needed a larger equipment, and that it was ill-advised to pursue the fugitives to Denmark with a handful.

But neither could this curb the king's impetuous spirit; it could not bear the loss; for nothing had stung him more than this, that his preparations to slay another should have recoiled on his own men.

So he sailed to the harbour which is now called Omi.

Here the weather began to be bad, provision failed, and they thought it better, since die they must, to die by the sword than by famine.

And so the sailors turned their hand against one another, and hastened their end by mutual blows.