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put in we were looked on somewhat as wild animals in a 

 menagerie. For they peeped unceremoniously at us in 

 our berths as if we had been bears and lions in a den, 

 and we could hear them loudly disputing among them- 

 selves as to who was who, and whether those nearest and 

 dearest to us whose portraits hung on the walls could be 

 called pretty or not. When I had finished my toilette I 

 opened the door cautiously and made a rush through the 

 gaping company. "There he is — there he is!"* they 

 called to each other as they tumbled up the steps after 

 me. It was no use; I was on the quay and in the car- 

 riage long before they had reached the deck. 



At 8 o'clock there was a great banquet, many fine 

 speeches, good fare and excellent wine, pretty ladies, 

 music, and dancing till far into the night. 



Next morning at ii o'clock — it was Sunday — in 

 briorht, sunshiny weather, we stood northward over Bero-en 

 Fjord, many friends accompanying us. It was a lovely, 

 never-to-be-forgotten summer day. In Herlo Fjord, right 

 out by the skerries, they parted from us, amid wavings of 

 hats and pocket-handkerchiefs ; we could see the little 

 harbor boat for a long while with its black cloud of smoke 

 on the sparkling surface of the water. Outside, the sea 

 rolled in the hazy sunlight ; and within lay the flat Man- 

 gerland, full of memories for me of zooloo-ical investi2:a- 

 tions in fair weather and foul, years and years ago. Here 



* Enelish in the original. 



