It happened once in the merchant town that a woman was brought to the
place where the holy King Olaf reposes. She was so miserably shaped,
that she was altogether crumpled up; so that both her feet lay in a
circle against her loins. But as she was diligent in her prayers, often
weeping and making vows to King Olaf, he cured her great infirmities; so
that feet, legs, and other limbs straightened, and every limb and part
came to the right use for which they were made. Before she could not
creep there, and now she went away active and brisk to her family and
home.