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no refusal, so I had the unique experience of 

 eating two dinners within an hour of each other, 

 a doubtful pleasure, for I had already satisfied 

 my hunger with the first ! 



Whilst with Andree I found it extremely hard 

 to distinguish night from day. It often happened 

 that I did not turn in for a sleep until the after- 

 noon of a day, and in this way I missed a trip 

 which I had looked forward to with much anti- 

 cipation. I would find myself having breakfast 

 at four in the afternoon, the other meals being 

 correspondingly erratic. My friend Arnold Pike 

 owned a wooden steamer that he had used on a 

 previous occasion for hunting walrus and polar 

 bears, and he had given instructions to his cap- 

 tain to make a trip to the north, as he was unable 

 to go in her himself, nor was he able to let her 

 to a shooting party. I had made arrangements 

 before leaving Norway that the skipper should 

 call in at Danes Ghat to pick me up. This he did, 

 making inquiries for me. By a mistake some of 

 Andree's men told him I had gone off to get 

 eider-down, whereas I was in reality asleep 

 within a few yards of him. I thus lost the chance 

 of obtaining a polar bear skin, for I heard on 

 his return that they had killed a good many 

 walrus and a nice lot of bears. The steamer 

 that was to take us back to Norway now put in 

 an appearance at Ice Fjord. It seemed that we 

 only missed seeing Nansen by an hour or so ; 



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