“Stine stowed away safely?”
“Yes.”
“All off then; let go!”
“Hurrah!” called the ferrymen, but shook their heads nevertheless.
“That will be a wet wedding trip if he doesn’t take in some of that sail,” they commented.
And it certainly was wet.
Stine will never forget it, and Björn tells the story himself in this wise:
“We just skipped through the water. I must say the 'Flying Fish’ did fly that day. As we went past the ferry-boats and the pilot-boats they called out to us, but I waved my hat and asked if they could see the color of her bottom.
“'I hope she will stand it,’ said Niels.
“'She’ll have to,’ I answered.