took their boats, and drew them[79] up to a great lake which is called
Loch-Lomond. On the far side round the lake was an Earldom called
Lennox.[80] In the lake there were a great many islands well
inhabited;[81] these islands the Norwegians wasted with fire. They
also burned all the buildings about the lake, and made great
devastation, as Sturlas relates.

13.

The persevering shielded warriors of the thrower of the
whizzing spear[82] drew their boats across the broad
isthmus. Our fearless troops, the exactors of contribution,
with flaming brands wasted the populous islands in the
lake, and the mansions around its winding bays.

Allan the brother of King Dugal, marched far over into Scotland, and
killed great numbers of the inhabitants. He took many hundred head of
cattle, and made vast havoc, as is here described.

14.

Our veterans fierce of Soul, feeders of wolves, hastened
their wasteful course through the spacious districts of the
mountains. Allan, the bravest of mortals, at the fell
interview of battle, often wreaked his fatal vengeance on
the expiring foe.

Afterwards the Norwegians retired to their fleet, and met with so
violent a storm that it dashed in pieces about ten of their ships in
Loch-Long. At this time Ivar Holm was seized with an acute disease,