so the months went on and on, and when her time came the fisher's wife had a boy; so the king took it at once, and brought it up as his own son, until the lad grew up. then he begged leave one day to go out fishing with his father; he had such a mind to go, he said. at first the king wouldn't hear of it, but at last the lad had his way, and went. so he and his father were out the whole day, and all went right and well till they landed at night. then the lad remembered he had left his handkerchief, and went to look for it; but as soon as ever he got into the boat, it began to move off with him at such speed that the water roared under the bow, and all the lad could do in rowing against it with the oars was no use; so he went and went the whole night, and at last he came to a white strand, far far away.