"That's right. Now look out, both of you, for a good deep inlet. That is what we want next." Johannes held the glass at this time, and he said to Steve, as the captain turned away: "There are two fiords that appear to be just right if we can reach them; but I cannot make out anything for certain yet. Have a try, sir?" Steve took the glass, rested his arms on the rail, and began to try and make out the inlets by following the course of the open water from just ahead right up to the piled-up mountainous land. "It looks like a bit of my own country," said Johannes, "and does not seem to be an island, for there is high ground as far as I can see." "More seals," said Steve; "good big ones, too!" "Where?" "Away to the left of that big ice-field, right on its edge. Why, there must be fifty of them. See 'em?" "Yes," said Johannes gravely; "more likely a hundred, sir; and, as you say, very fine ones indeed. The captain will not have any difficulty in loading up with oil to take back." "Not if we can catch the seals," said Steve, with his eyes glued to the glass. "There, I think I can make out one of the fiords now. I say, isn't it rather funny that west coasts should be so much alike?" "I don't understand you, sir." "Why, all broken-up into fiords, as you call them. Ireland is, and Scotland, and Norway; then Spitzbergen was, and now this place seems to be the same." "Yes, sir; I suppose it's the beating and washing of the sea." "But places like Spitzbergen and this can't be much beaten by the sea, because they are so much frozen-in. Yes, I can see the inlet now, and the other one, too. North of it, isn't it?" "Yes, sir; those are the two, and there is plenty of open water." "Plenty. Shall we tell the captain now?" "He's forward talking to the men," replied Johannes. "Then we'll wait. But, I say, about these seals? We shall have to shoot them, I suppose?" "No, sir, harpoon them; but they are not seals." "Nonsense! I saw them myself quite plainly; one of them was dragging itself out of the water." "Yes, I saw several do that. It is quite a large herd; but these are walrus--our sea-horses, sir." "Oh!" cried Steve, turning the glass in the direction of the herd. "Why, so they are. I can see the big tusks." "Yes, sir; there are some very fine ones among them. I thought they must have a haven somewhere up here, if it could be found. The captain has done well, and we shall have a tremendous hunting season." "Well?" came from the deck, "see any opening, Steve?" "Yes, sir, two; and we're not above a mile away from a great herd of walrus." "Seals, my lad--the little Jan Mayen seal." "No, sir," said Johannes quietly; "they are walrus, and we've made our way up to their home. I have just seen another herd nearer the land." The men below heard this announcement, and gave a cheer, for the news promised work, excitement, and plenty of profit for all on board.