But by and by, he said, he would return,--as soon as he felt himself baptized again.

For the nonce, however, he proposed to sail about, and sow his wild oats in all four oceans.

They had made a harpooneer of him, and that barbed iron was in lieu of a sceptre now.
I asked him what might be his immediate purpose, touching his future movements.

He answered, to go to sea again, in his old vocation.

Upon this, I told him that whaling was my own design, and informed him of my intention to sail out of Nantucket, as being the most promising port for an adventurous whaleman to embark from.