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The sketch was intended as a present for Mr. Aalbom. A few days after each went to his own place; Morten and Fanny to Carlsbad, Gabriel to England to arrange his change of quarters, and the newly married couple home to Norway. On the quay where the steamers landed their passengers was to be seen a shining new carriage, with a new coachman and a new pair of horses. In the carriage sat Mrs.
You might at any rate manage to lend a hand with the water, you lout!" Gabriel sprang up, as if seized with a sudden inspiration, pushed the master aside, and dashed down towards the building-yard. "An ill-mannered cub," muttered Aalbom, as he continued his way to get a good place from which to see the fire.
Aalbom, the tall assistant master, who was holding forth about the delicacy and effeminacy of the rising generation. Mrs. Aalbom sat by the window, pretending to listen to the Consul, who was describing with great clearness, and in carefully chosen language, how the garden had been arranged in his late father's time.
Garman could not bear the sight of him, since Pastor Martens had assured her that he was a freethinker. The Consul took in Mrs. Aalbom, and George Delphin was so fortunate as to get Fanny Garman. Rachel, to his astonishment, turned to her uncle and said, "I beg pardon, but I am going to ask you to-day to give me up to our new acquaintance. Mr. Johnsen, will you be so kind?"
The wedding-breakfast was served at the Hôtel d'Angleterre, in one of the large salons looking out on the Kongen's Nytorv. Every one was in the highest spirits, and Morten made a speech in which he remarked, that Garman and Worse would now again become a reality. "And my old enemy Aalbom?" asked Gabriel at dessert. "Oh, he is the same as ever," answered Morten.
"I dare say you expect a rich harvest out here, now that there is so much religious excitement," said Aalbom, with a grin to the others. "Harvest?" asked Johnsen, shortly. "Or draught of fishes; I don't know under which simile you prefer to regard your calling," replied Aalbom. "I regard my calling very much in the same light as you do yours.
Garman on the sofa, while the young people went down to the croquet lawn, which was shaded by the dense avenue of limes. Mr. Aalbom was walking up and down the broad path in front of the house, encircled by his wife's bony arm, as Mr. Delphin kindly put it, while they were waiting for coffee.
But now she had got too clever for him, and refused to be frightened by his threats of running away to sea, or giving his master, Mr. Aalbom, some rat-poison in his toddy, and he ended by feeling jealous of Delphin.
She was usually cold and reserved in her manner, but he had a particular knack of getting her into conversation, so that he became quite a favourite of hers. Aalbom was so annoyed that he ate nearly all the beet-root, and Uncle Richard was amusing himself by quietly working him up.
"I declare, she has got another new one!" muttered Mrs. Aalbom. "Mais, mon Dieu, comme elle est belle!" whispered Uncle Richard, enchanted. After Fanny followed the short but active-looking Mr. Delphin, secretary to the resident magistrate, then Jacob Worse, and lastly Morten Garman. Morten was tall and stoutly built.
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