Among the rolling hills of the birch-covered Province of Finnmark is the little (pop. 4,000) town of Kirkenes. Kirkenes sits snugly on one of the richest deposits of iron ore in all Norway. Saturnine, bespectacled Gotfred Hoelvold sits smugly on Kirkenes. Respected citizens of the village bow politely when they meet Gotfred on the street, and whisper uneasily when he has passed by. Policemen salute him with obsequious care. Even the Norwegian army garrison is obliged to seek out Gotfred for help from time to time.
$115 a Month. Yet Gotfred Hoelvold is...
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