“O, I thought you wanted him now,” laughed Burchmore. “I am satisfied that this is really Christiania Fjord.”
“So am I,” added the coxswain, with a sickly smile.
“And you were quite right, too, in saying that large place was Drammen,” chuckled Burchmore.
“Certainly I was.”
“Neither were you mistaken in regard to Kongsberg.”
“I find that I was not.”
“I suppose you remember the Irishman’s turtle, that swallowed his own head, Sanford?”
“Of course.”
“I don’t mean to say that you swallowed your own head; but you found it just where you didn’t expect to find it. Isn’t that so?”
“We are going to talk the matter over with Ole by and by.”