He called Enschede the Bellower.

Seems Enschede's daughter ran away and left him, and he's combing the islands in search of her.

He's a hundred miles sou'-east of me." "Well, this young lady I was about to describe," said the doctor, "is Enschede's daughter." McClintock whistled.

"Oho!" he said.

"So she got away as far as this, eh?
But where does she come in ?" The doctor recounted that side of the tale.