Two tall farewell spouts rose into the air, and then his tail with its damaged fluke was lifted aloft and waved in a sort of gigantic adieu.

Cheers and shouts of good-bye came from the Dipsey, and the whale disappeared from their sight.
"I hope he won't come up under us," said Mrs.Block.

"But I don't believe he will do that.

He always kept at a respectful distance, and as long as we are goin' to sail in a canal, I wouldn't mind in the least if he followed us.

But as for goin' under water with him--I don't want anybody to speak of it." Our exploring party now found their arctic life much more interesting than it had lately been, for, from time to time, they were all enabled to leave the vessel and travel, if not upon solid land, upon very solid ice.