“I am delighted to meet you!”
N. “Thanks; so am I.”
J. “Is your ship here?”
N. “No.”
J. “How many are you?”
N. “I have a companion out yonder by the edge of the ice.”
As they walked along together, Jackson, who had been eyeing Nansen all the while intently, all at once halted, and staring his companion full in the face said,—
“Are not you Nansen?”
“Yes, I am.”
“By Jove! I am glad to meet you!”