Next summer--God willing!--we might sail to the Faroe Islands, and you would be among His whales, and His whale men." "Then you have been to the Faroes ?" "More than once or twice.

I used to take them on my road to Iceland.

It is a wayless way there, but I know it.

And the people are a happy, comfortable, pious lot; they are that! Most of them whale-hunters and whale-eaters." "Eaters ?" "To be sure, sir.

When it is fresh, a roast of whale isn't half bad.