When I inquired what respectable inhabitants of Iceland had been robbed by these savages, and when and where, no one could give me an answer.

For my part, I scarcely think that one man, certainly not a whole race, could live by pillage in Iceland.
DEPARTURE FROM ICELAND .-- JOURNEY TO COPENHAGEN.
I had seen all there was to be seen in Iceland, had finished all my excursions, and awaited with inexpressible impatience the sailing of the vessel which was destined to bring me nearer my beloved home.

But I had to stay four very long weeks in Reikjavik, my patience being more exhausted from day to day, and had after this long delay to be satisfied with the most wretched accommodation.
The delay was the more tantalising, as several ships left the port in the mean time, and Herr Knudson, with whom I had crossed over from Copenhagen, invited me to accompany him on his return; but all the vessels went to England or to Spain, and I did not wish to visit either of these countries.

I was waiting for an opportunity to go to Scandinavia, to have at least a glance at these picturesque districts.
At last there were two sloops which intended to sail towards the end of July.

The better of the two went to Altona; the destination of the other was Copenhagen.