Some, slower in movement or stouter in heart, awaited the attack, while from all a storm of missiles was poured upon the advancing boat.
Heedless of these she continued her way.

Her sharp bow crashed right through the side of the Danish boats, and having destroyed seven of them on her way she passed through the flotilla and continued her course.

The dragon waved triumphantly from her mast as she passed under the walls of Yarmouth.

These were crowded with Danes, who vainly showered arrows and javelins as she flew past, with the fleets of galleys rowing in her wake.

A few minutes and she was out on the broad sheet of water beyond.