een Burchmore and Clyde.

"Dry up, Great Britain!" added Wilde.

"We have a point to settle here," continued Sanford, taking no further
notice of the belligerent Briton. "The right hand road goes to
Kongsberg; but there is no hotel in that direction where we could
sleep to-night. I propose, therefore, that we go on to--what's the
name of the place, Norway?"

"Tinoset," replied Ole.

"To Tinoset, where there is a big hotel."

"How far is it?" asked Churchill.

"Only two or three miles. Then to-morrow we can go on to Kongsberg,
unless you prefer to go a better way. I'm always ready to do just what
the rest of the fellows say," added Sanford.

The matter was discussed in all its bearings, and even Burchmore
thought it better to sleep at Tinoset.

"All right," said Sanford, as he moved off towards his cariole.

"Not yet," interposed Clyde, who still stood with his coat off. "I
haven't settled my affair with this spoony."

Burchmore and Churchill walked leisurely towards their vehicle, while
Rodman and Stockwell covered the retreat.

"If you thrash him, you thrash the whole of us, Great Britain," said
Rodman.

"What kind of a way is that?" demanded the disgusted Briton.

"We won't have any fight over this matter," added Stockwell. "Jump in,
and let us be off."

"We'll settle it when we get to that place," replied Clyde, seeing
that this opportunity was lost.

The procession resumed its journey, and in half an hour arrived at
Tinoset. As it was early in the season, the hotel was not crowded, as
it sometimes is. The town is at the foot of Lake Tins, upon which the
little steamer Rjukan made three trips a week each way. The boat was
to depart the next morning for Ornaes, which is only a few miles from
the Rjukanfos. Sanford declared that the most direct route to
Christiania was by steamer through this lake, and then by cariole the
rest of the journey. Ole, of course, backed up all he said, and most
of the boys wished to go that way. For some reason or other, Burchmore
kept still, though he did not assent to the coxswain's plan, and the
question was still open when the tourists were called to supper.

"Ole, I want to see you alone," said the cashier, after the meal was
finished.

"What for?" asked Ole.

"I have some money for you."

"For me?"

"Come along."

Burchmore led the way to the lake, where they found a retired place.

"What money have you for me?" demanded the astonished Norwegian.

"How