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The birds shrieked and made for land, and the sea rose like a black wall behind them. It was the Gan-Finn who had opened his wind-sack, and sent a storm after them. "One needs a full sail in the Finn-cauldron here," said something from behind the mast. The fellow who had the boat in hand took such little heed of the weather that he did not so much as take in a single clew.
But Seimke coaxed and wheedled Jack with her brown eyes, and gave him honeyed words as fast as her tongue could wag, till she drew him right into the smoke where the old Finn couldn't hear them. The Gan-Finn turned his head right round. "My eyes are stupid, and the smoke makes 'em run," said he; "what has Jack got hold of there?"
She didn't greet him as if he were a stranger, but behaved as if it were the usual thing for her to come thus every morning. But when he began telling her all about his voyage to Finmark, and the Gan-Finn, and the Draugboat he had come home in at night, he perceived that she only grinned and let him chatter.
But the Gan-Finn had noticed that there was something amiss, and sat all the time in his furs, and mumbled and muttered to the Gan-flies, so that Jack dare not get between him and the doorway. The Finn was angry. Since there had been such a changing about of boats over all Nordland, and there was no more sale for his fair winds, he was quite ruined, he complained.
The Finn was sitting among the ashes and jöjking, and muttering till the ground quite shook, while Seimke lay with her forehead to the floor and her hands clasped tightly round the back of her neck, praying against him to the Finn God. Then Jack understood that the Gan-Finn was still seeking after him amidst the snowflakes and sea-fog, and that his life was in danger from magic spells.
Then she put the reindeer-skin around her, and stood inside the Gamme door in the smoke, so that the Gan-Finn only saw the grey skin, and fancied it was the reindeer they were bringing in. Then Jack laid his hand upon Seimke's neck, and began to bid. The pointed cap ducked and nodded, and the Finn spat in the warm air; but sell his reindeer he would not. Jack raised his price.
It rides the seas in a half-boat. Compare Icelandic draugr. See note 3 above. Være med hu, Mor. Hu is the Danish Hun. In the days of our forefathers, when there was nothing but wretched boats up in Nordland, and folks must needs buy fair winds by the sackful from the Gan-Finn, it was not safe to tack about in the open sea in wintry weather. In those days a fisherman never grew old.
Her dog barked, but she quieted it so that the Gan-Finn should mark nothing. Then a strange longing came over him, and he put ashore.
He should become as rich as the Gan-Finn, if only he wouldn't forsake her. But Jack had only eyes for the boat down there. Then she sprang up, and tore down her black locks, and bound them round his feet, so that he had to wrench them off before he could get quit of her.
"Until thou canst swim like the duck or the drake, The egg thou'dst be hatching no progress shall make; The Finn shall ne'er let thee go southwards with sail, For he'll screw off the wind and imprison the gale." At the end of it the Gan-Finn was standing there, and bending right over him.
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