Hakon's men skirted it, and found some channel they could pass through, and by that time the Danes had learned their mistake, and were plainly in some wonderment as to what they had best do.

They gathered together and followed the course of the boat, for I have no doubt they hoped to see one or two of Asbiorn's men with the strangers.

Then the boat reached the beach, and they went to meet it.
Whereon was a sudden scattering, and some ran one way and some the other.

One man stayed with the boat, and the rest chased the Danes into the sand hills, where we lost sight of them for the most part.
Once or twice we spied men between them, and once I thought there was a fight on the slope of one of the nearest hills.
But before we passed beyond further view we knew that the Danes had been taken, for Hakon's men, some of whom wore scarlet cloaks and were easily to be known, came back to the shore, and drove their captives before them.

Whereby we knew that the hermits were safe, and the two here gave thanks, almost weeping in their joy.