The writing is extremely confused, the letters instead of being in a straight line, stray in all directions and are mingled together in great disorder, or, more correctly speaking, in absolute confusion.

They are so badly formed that for the most part it is impossible not merely to say what they are, but even to distinguish them from the splashes of ink with which they are plentifully interspersed.

Those inestimable pages bear witness in this way to the troubles amid which they were written.

To read them is difficult.

On the other hand, the monk of Beargarden's style shows no trace of emotion.
The tone of the "Gesta Penguinorum" never departs from simplicity.
The narration is rapid and of a conciseness that sometimes approaches dryness.