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The rest of the workmen came down from the mine. Work is stopped. The fjeld lies dead again.
The building at Sellanraa, too, is finished now. There is a makeshift roof of turf put on for the winter; the great space beneath is divided into rooms, bright apartments, a great salon in the middle and large rooms at either end, as if it were for human