They steered the ship into a sunny bay, and Serapion having blessed the sea and the shore, they landed right joyfully.  Drawing the ship high on the beach, they chose a little grove of palm-trees beside a shallow stream for their church and cloister; but they had not been long in that spot before they saw the islanders gliding through the wood and peering out at them in great amaze.  Serapion went forth to them, smiling and beckoning them to approach, but they fled and would not abide his coming.  So Serapion returned, and the Sea-farers made themselves such a home as they might, and rested a little from their toiling.