That land on the right is the island of Hvreen.
When we have passed that you will soon see the heights of Elsinore and Helsingborg rising ahead.

There are only about two and a half miles between Denmark and Sweden there." "Oh yes, of course.

I am forgetting my geography," laughed Nitocris, as the low, wooded patch of land came rushing towards them as though it were adrift on a fast-flowing stream.

"Goodness, what a speed!" "A very wonderful craft, Prince," added the Professor, as the island drifted past; "she quite inclines me towards a breach of the tenth commandment.

Now that you have given us this taste of the delights of speed, I think that if I were a millionaire, I should try to build one to beat her." "Exactly," laughed Oscarovitch.