Drammen, and he will believe me."

"Good! and we will all stick to it that this is Drammen," added
Sanford.

"But suppose we should meet some one here who knows about the ship?
This is a large town--bigger than that other which we called
Kongsberg."

"Whom can we meet?"

"I don't know."

"I should hate to have any one tell the principal that we have been to
the Rjukanfos."

"Some of the officers may come up here."

"We must keep out of sight, then."

Others thought this would be good policy in a large town. As they were
fatigued, they retired early, and did not come down the next morning
till it was nearly time to leave in the steamer. They all went on
board, and were soon moving down the river.

"Are we going across the lake, Ole?" asked Sanford.

"This is a kind of arm of the lake, about a dozen miles long. We shall
come to the lake in a couple of hours," replied the waif.

"All right; but it must be a very large lake."

"The biggest in Norway."

In a couple of hours the steamer arrived at Holmsbo, on the
Christiania Fjord.

"Now you can see that this is a large lake," said Ole.

"But where are we?" demanded Burchmore. "Is this the way to
Christiania?"

"Certainly it is," replied Sanford, who did not yet recognize the
fjord, though the truth could not be much longer concealed. "Don't you
know this water?"

"No, I don't."

"This is Christiania Fjord."

"Is it, really?"

"Yes, it is; you can bet your life upon it."

"I am satisfied then."

In another hour the steamer was fairly in the fjord; Sanford and
Stockwell began to rub their eyes; for the scenery looked strangely
familiar, though they could not fully identify anything.

"What place is that ahead?" asked Sanford. "I am almost sure I have
seen it before."

"So am I," replied Stockwell.

"That place?" added the cashier.

"Yes; what is it?"

"If this is Christiania Fjord, that must be Droebak. I have a map
here," said Burchmore, producing his book, and displaying the map.
"Here we are; there's Holmsbo, and this must be Droebak."

"I don't understand it," replied the perplexed coxswain.

"Don't you? Why, I think it is as clear as mud," laughed Burchmore.
"We shall be in Christiania in a couple of hours. I thought you were
playing some trick upon us, Sanford; but I see now that you were all
right. There's the captain; he speaks English."

"What town is that, captain?" asked the coxswain.

"Droebak; we shall be in Christiania