“Follow me.”
“Do you think,” said Kiskapocoke, “I would be such a fool as to go I don’t know with whom, and I don’t know where?”
“See what I will show you,” cried the man-fish.
“Can you show us anything better than we have yonder?” asked the warrior.
“I will show you,” replied the monster, “a land where there is a herd of deer for every one that skips over your hills, where there are vast droves of creatures larger than your sea-elephants, where there is no cold to freeze you, where the sun is always soft and smiling, where the trees are always in bloom.”
The people began to be terrified, and wished themselves on land, but the moment they tried to paddle towards the shore, some invisible hand would seize their canoes and draw them back, so that an hour’s labour did not enable them to gain the length of their boat in the direction of their homes. At last Kiskapocoke said to his companions—
“What shall we do?”
“Follow me,” said the fish.
Then Kiskapocoke said to his companions—
“Let us follow him, and see what will come of it.”