Excerpt from An Iceland Fisherman Outside there were, to be sure, the sea and the night, the infinite waste of black deep waters. A copper clock hanging from the wall showed the hour of eleven, undoubtedly eleven o'clock in the night. The rain could be heard beating on the wooden roof overhead. They gaily discussed questions of marriage without letting out any word not modest. No, their talk was only about plans of the unmarried, and about droll events that had occurred during the wedding season. Occasionally they made a hint, perhaps a little too frank, on the delights of love. But love as understood by people of this stamp is always something wholesome and even in its crude state, it remains well-nigh chaste. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.