So they voyage thence for a long time, till they saw a solitary man rowing, with a fiery spade in his hand. Then a huge red roller would come over him, and it aflaming. So when he emerged he was screaming and yelling miserably, suffering that punishment. ‘What art thou, O man?’ say they.
‘I am one who used to row on Sunday’, he quoth; ‘And this is my punishment therefor; and for the sake of God