Thorkill, seeing himself doomed to extreme peril, demanded that his accusers should share his journey.

Then they who had aspersed an innocent man saw that the peril they had designed against the life of another had recoiled upon themselves, and tried to take back their plan.
But vainly did they pester the ears of the king; he forced them to sail under the command of Thorkill, and even upbraided them with cowardice.
Thus, when a mischief is designed against another, it is commonly sure to strike home to its author.

And when these men saw that they were constrained, and could not possibly avoid the peril, they covered their ship with ox-hides, and filled it with abundant store of provision.
In this ship they sailed away, and came to a sunless land, which knew not the stars, was void of daylight, and seemed to overshadow them with eternal night.

Long they sailed under this strange sky; at last their timber fell short, and they lacked fuel; and, having no place to boil their meat in, they staved off their hunger with raw viands.

But most of those who ate contracted extreme disease, being glutted with undigested food.