I have been blown from off the Jutland shore and have won through the gale safely.

That is all.

But it was by my own fault, for I must needs take the boat and put out to sea with my hawk there to find fresh sport.

It seemed to me, forsooth, that a great black-backed gull or fierce skua would give me a fine flight or two.

And so it was; but I rowed out too far, and before I bethought myself, both wind and tide were against me.