Those were the Fire Man’s words. And then the wifeless man rowed home.
But when the time for his expected return had come, he was nowhere to be seen, and the young girls began to rejoice at the misfortune which must have befallen him. For they could not bear the sight of that man.
But then suddenly he came in sight round the point, and at once all cried:
“Here comes one who looks like the wifeless man.”
And then all the young unmarried girls ran into their houses.
“And the wifeless man has made a catch,” one cried.
And hardly had the evening begun to fall when the wifeless man went to rest, and hardly had the light appeared when the wifeless man went out hunting, long before his fellows. Hardly had the sun appeared in the sky, when the wifeless man came home with three seals. And his fellow-hunters were then but just preparing to set out.
Thus the days passed for that wifeless man. Early in the morning he would go out, and when the sun had only just begun to climb the sky, he would come home with his catch.
Then the unmarried girls began talking together.
“What has come to our wifeless man,” they said, and began to vie with one another in seeking his favour.
“Let me, let me,” they cried all together.
And the wifeless man turned towards them, and laughingly chose out the best in the flock.
And now they lived together, the wifeless man and the girl, and every day there was freshly caught seal meat to be cut up. At last she grew weary, and cried:
“Why ever do you catch such a terrible lot?”
“H’m,” said he. “The seals come of themselves, and I catch them–that is all.”
But she kept on asking him, and so he said at last:
“It was in this way. Once…” But having said thus much, he ceased, and went to rest. But it was long before he could sleep. And the sun was just over the houses of the village before he awoke and set out next day.
That day he caught but one seal.
