44 WHALING AND BEAR-HUNTING 



the night alone on Faarman Holme, at the club he started 

 there ; in the morning he will dip his flag to us as we 

 pass. 



We all go for our last night on shore, walking home in the 

 dark. Not all I forgot. William and Henrik are curled 

 up in their father's bunk in great glee at being left to look 

 after St Ebba, along with the crew for its last night in the 

 fiord of the Vikings. 



