“I don’t exactly see how it is possible to do so,” added Mr. Mapps. “The only conveyance of the country is the cariole, which seats but one person—perhaps two boys; and our squadron has nearly two hundred students. I am afraid there are not carioles enough in Christiania to carry the whole of them.”
“I think it’s too bad we can’t have a trial at the salmon,” pouted De Forrest.
“Perhaps, if you waited till July, you might catch them,” replied Mr. Mapps.
“We should be contented with trout, then.”
“I have no doubt Mr. Lowington will do the best he can for you,” said Dr. Winstock, as the boat neared the pier.
“In, bows!” called the coxswain; and the two bowmen tossed and boated their oars, taking their stations in the fore-sheets, one of them with the boat-hook in his hand. “Way enough!” added Sanford; and the rest of the crew tossed their oars, and then dropped them upon the thwarts, with a precision which seemed to astonish the group of Norwegians on the wharf, who were observing them.
The two gentlemen landed, and walked up to the town together, leaving the barge to wait for them.
“Part of you may go on shore for half an hour, if you wish, and walk about,” said De Forrest to his crew.
“I don’t care about going ashore,” replied Sanford.
“Nor I either,” added Stockwell; and so they all said, very much to the astonishment of the fourth lieutenant, who naturally supposed that boys who had been at sea about four weeks would like to stretch their legs on the solid land for a short time.