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This was sufficient to make everybody laugh. The Journalist shouted: "But have you seen Milde's collection of corsets? Out with the corsets, Milde!" And Milde did not refuse; he went into one of the side rooms and brought forth his package. There were both white and brown ones; the white ones were a little grey, and Mrs. Paulsberg asked in surprise: "But have they been used?"
I got it from under your very noses! I hear that you, too, applied, Irgens?" Silence fell upon the crowd at the table. Nobody had expected that, and they were all wondering what influence had been brought to bear. Milde had got the subsidy what next? "Well, I congratulate you!" said Tidemand, and gave Milde his hand. "Thank you," Milde replied.
She looked quite offended as she crossed her legs and held her cup in her usual masculine fashion. Milde apologised instantly; his proposition was meant as a harmless joke; however, after considering the matter he admitted that perhaps it was a little foolish and that it would not do for Paulsberg to have anything to do with it. Perhaps they had better drop the whole thing; what did they think?
"Dear me, how you know everything!" sneered the Journalist. But Milde nudged him secretly and whispered: "Leave him alone! Let him talk. He, he! He really believes what he says; he trembles with eagerness and conviction. He is a sight in our day and generation!" The Attorney asked him: "Have you read Irgens's latest book?" "Yes, I have read it. Why do you ask?"
Three of the gentlemen part from the group when the university is reached; the remaining two take another turn down the street, stop outside the Grand, and exchange opinions. It is Milde and Ojen. Milde is highly indignant. "I repeat: If Parliament yields this time, it is me for Australia. In that case it will be unbearable here."
They had been discussing the situation again; it commenced to look a little dubious now when several of the leading parliamentarians had shown symptoms of vacillation. "Just as I have told you," said Milde, "it is beginning to be unbearable here!" Mrs. Grande was not present. Mrs. Liberia stayed at home.
Ole put his hand in his pocket to pay the waiter; the Journalist did the same, but Milde seized his arm and said: "Leave that to Ole Henriksen. Kindly pay for us, too, Ole." "With pleasure." At the door Lars Paulsberg caught up with him and said: "Don't go away without giving me the opportunity of shaking hands with you. I hear you could lend me these rotten crowns." Ole and Aagot went.
Let me know soon whether you are back at Zurich, and whether my coming to you about the end of August or the middle of September will suit you. You will receive more definite news before long. You have probably seen in the newspapers that Herr and Frau Milde sang the duet from the Dutchman at the Magdeburg Musical Festival excellently, and with splendid success.
The Journalist reported that the talk about crop failures in Russia evidently had something in it. It could not be concealed much longer in spite of the fact that the correspondent of the London Times had been sharply contradicted by the Russian press. "I had a letter from Ojen," said Milde. "It looks as if he were coming back soon; he does not appear to enjoy himself out in the woods."
"The devil!" murmured Irgens in sincere admiration. "Did you notice her." "Did we! How the dickens did that groceryman get hold of such a beauty?" Milde agreed with the Actor; it was simply incomprehensible. What in the world could she be thinking of! "Don't talk so loud; they have stopped over by the entrance," said Irgens. They had run across the Attorney.
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