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"And we played up to the boys at school, too. We thought them such fine gentlemen; one of them had a riding horse, bit of a fool, of course, but he was a millionaire's son and awfully decent, gave us banknotes me, anyhow and he kissed me many times. His name was Flaten; his father was a merchant. Of course, he being so handsome and dashing, we wanted to be nice to him too.
"I suppose Flaten will be entering his father's firm now?" I persisted. "Oh, damn Flaten! You seem to care about him a lot more than I do! Flaten, Flaten, Flaten how should I know if he's going to enter his father's firm!" "I only thought once he's married " "But she's got money, too. No, I don't think he's going into his father's firm. He said once he wanted to edit a paper.
But let me not forget Flaten, for something has happened to him. His friends have given him a farewell party and drunk him out of bachelordom, for he is going to marry. It is Miss Torsen who told me this; I met her by accident again under her own lamppost, and she told me then. "And you're not wearing mourning?" I said. "Oh, no," she said, smiling. "No, it's something I've known a long time.
And it is well that my days increase from now on it is well. Not much happens during the winter. Well, of course, Nikolai has got an overcoat for the first time in his life. He didn't really need it, he says, but he bought it because of the advertisement; and it was dear, twenty kroner, but he got it for eighteen! I am sure Nikolai is much happier about his overcoat than Flaten is about his.
She thought of nothing but vanities and nonsense, and seemed quite to have forgotten her last summer's wholesome, bitter view of life. Now she was back at school again, in her leisure hours meeting the gentleman named Flaten, and this occupied all of her time. Either she had no depths, or she had been vitiated in the vital years of adolescence. "What do you expect me to do?" she asked.
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