Our men had not failed; the navy of the King of kings was burning! Oh! how it burned fanned by the breath of that strong wind.

From vessel to vessel leapt the fire like a thing alive, for all of them were drawn up on the bank with prows fastened in such fashion that they could not readily be made loose.

Some broke away indeed, but they were aflame and only served to spread the fire more quickly.

Before the rim of the sun appeared for a league or more there was nothing but blazing ships from which rose a hideous crying, and still more and more took fire lower down the line.
I had no time to watch for now I must be up and doing.

The sky grew grey, there was light enough to see though faintly.