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Unfeeling wretch!" exclaimed she, "is this the manner to speak to a lady, to an injured wife who is obliged to bemoan the infidelity of her husband. O, the villain! I will overpower him with my wrath!" "My turn comes first," interrupted Ragnar. "Ah, ha, I understand. My cup is filled to the brim blood must flow Lonner do you wish to kill my husband, then?" "To fight with him. God forbid.
Lonner, I have not been on the watch here to become an informer; but as I heard certain things from Nanna to-day, and as I from the first have suspected my uncle, and as I wished to have him in my power " "I understand you Mr. Gottlieb. You are an honest and faithful friend, and we shall never forget " "And I, Mrs.
Happy must be the parents of such a son!" "Father Lonner," said Gottlieb glancing around the table, with a friendly smile, "you have no reason to be envious." "That is true," replied the old man nodding his head pleasantly to the circle of beloved ones.
"One word more, uncle. You must promise me to trouble the worthy Mrs. Lonner no longer. She will never submit to your desires." As he thus spoke, an ashy paleness o'erspread Mr. Fabian's countenance, and with a shudder he glanced fearfully around the room. "O, the walls have no ears," said Gottlieb; "but uncle you will promise me this, will you not." "Most assuredly," replied his uncle.
As we have before stated, Nanna had supreme control over one of the attic-rooms of the cottage, and for a long time it had been a sanctuary in which she stored her precious things. Old Mr. Lonner loved Nanna as the apple of his eye.
He pretended, however, not to have understood her words; but as he well knew that Jon Jonson's vessel was still at Goteborg for he expected some merchandise in it himself, it did not require much penetration for him to surmise that the mate Lonner had taken an opportunity of sending home some smuggled goods by his friend Jonson. "I know nothing about Jon Jonson's vessel," said Mr.
I have been to see the justice and made such arrangements that I think Mr. Lonner can be released as early as to-morrow." "And to speak these words undoubtedly well intended you have crawled through my window." "Upon my honor it was not my fault.
One of these was the bed-chamber of Carl Lonner, and the other was occupied by his eldest son and his wife.
Lonner and Gottlieb was mutually gratifying, and that as is naturally the case under such circumstances, they each wished to continue the acquaintance thus pleasingly commenced.
The rich man has not that relish for the good things of life that the poor man has." While honest Lonner was thus losing himself in his meditations, Nanna moved in her seat uneasily, and dropped stitch after stitch of her knitting-work. The former topic of conversation was endurable, but this Meanwhile, however, she did not dare to express her desire to be liberated from her irksome position.
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