[A Journey to the Interior of the Earth by Jules Verne]@TWC D-Link bookA Journey to the Interior of the Earth CHAPTER XI 4/12
But as the coarse and hard plumage of the male has no commercial value, the hunter does not take the trouble to rob the nest of this; the female therefore lays her eggs in the spoils of her mate, the young are hatched, and next year the harvest begins again. Now, as the eider duck does not select steep cliffs for her nest, but rather the smooth terraced rocks which slope to the sea, the Icelandic hunter might exercise his calling without any inconvenient exertion.
He was a farmer who was not obliged either to sow or reap his harvest, but merely to gather it in. This grave, phlegmatic, and silent individual was called Hans Bjelke; and he came recommended by M.Fridrikssen.He was our future guide. His manners were a singular contrast with my uncle's. Nevertheless, they soon came to understand each other.
Neither looked at the amount of the payment: the one was ready to accept whatever was offered; the other was ready to give whatever was demanded.
Never was bargain more readily concluded. The result of the treaty was, that Hans engaged on his part to conduct us to the village of Stapi, on the south shore of the Snaefell peninsula, at the very foot of the volcano.
By land this would be about twenty-two miles, to be done, said my uncle, in two days. But when he learnt that the Danish mile was 24,000 feet long, he was obliged to modify his calculations and allow seven or eight days for the march. Four horses were to be placed at our disposal--two to carry him and me, two for the baggage.
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