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A Barren Land

           "Whatishesaying?"

           "Hesaystide,"saidmyuncle,translatingtheDanishword.

           "Nodoubtwemustwaitforthetide."

           "Förbida,"saidmyuncle.

           "Ja,"repliedHans.

           Myunclestampedwithhisfoot,whilethehorseswentontotheboat.

           Iperfectlyunderstoodthenecessityofabidingaparticularmomentofthetidetoundertakethecrossingofthefiord,when,theseahavingreacheditsgreatestheight,itshouldbeslackwater.Thentheebbandflowhavenosensibleeffect,andtheboatdoesnotriskbeingcarriedeithertothebottomorouttosea.

           Thatfavourablemomentarrivedonlywithsixo’clock;whenmyuncle,myself,theguide,twootherpassengersandthefourhorses,trustedourselvestoasomewhatfragileraft.AccustomedasIwastotheswiftandsuresteamersontheElbe,Ifoundtheoarsoftherowersratheraslowmeansofpropulsion.Ittookusmorethananhourtocrossthefiord;butthepassagewaseffectedwithoutanymishap.

           InanotherhalfhourwehadreachedtheaolkirkjaofGardär.

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