CHAPTER 5: Vision And Pursuit.
Bertric walked backward and forward, as a seaman ever will, across the deck, whistling softly to himself, and looking eastward.
"Once," he said, as if thinking aloud, "I was foolish enough to buy a bag full of wind from a Finn.

He said that it depended on how much I let out what sort of breeze I had.

When he was out of my reach, I found that he had not told me from which quarter the wind would come.

So I hove the thing overboard.

Now I wish I had it.