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Just think only this one night more, a few hours and then I shall be a different man. Godnat, Eva." "Godnat." I lie down closer to the fire, and look at the flames. A pine cone falls from the branch; a dry twig or so falls too. The night is like a boundless depth. I close my eyes. After an hour, my senses begin swinging in a certain rhythm.
But at the stranger's last words a joy fluttered through me on the instant. I did not look at Edwarda, but in my mind I thanked her: Thanks, for having spoken of me, named my name with your tongue, though it be all valueless to you. Godnat. I took my leave. Edwarda still kept her seat, excusing herself, for politeness' sake, by saying she was unwell. Indifferently she gave me her hand.
He could think of nothing but the letter, and went on about it again: "For there was no need to have all that mystery about a letter from home. No; I see it all now. Want to go in, you say? Well then, go in, Fru, by all means. Godnat, Frue. My dutiful respects, as from a son." He bowed, and stood watching her with a sneering smile. "A son? Oh yes," she replied, with sudden emotion. "I am old, yes.
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