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Torghatten. Right through its middle runs a slanting 

 hole which lets the daylight through, as you can see in 

 passing. And beyond, in the distance, were the moun- 

 tains called the Seven Sisters, and, if you know the 

 legend, you know why. On their eastern faces they 

 were white, but on the west, where the low sunbeams 

 touched them, pink, and purple in the hollows of the 



A SUMMER NIGHT ON THE FJORDS 



snow. Purple on the left hand also were the long low 

 lines of rock that met the yellow sand. And across the 

 front of this picture came and went the red-sailed 

 Namsos fishing boats, flashinQf roads of crimson from 

 the rudder to the sun. 



At Rorvik itself is the narrowest passage on all the 

 fjords ; so narrow that in it two boats of the Saxons size 



