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He told Milde once more how it had happened: "I thought it would not be very lively here, and just then I ran across this fellow outside, standing there all by himself looking in. It kind of moved me, you know " Milde spoke up. "You mentioned the conditions now prevailing.
But you are going to the country, to the pine woods now; you will get well again," says Mrs. Hanka, and feels like a mother. Milde chimes in: "Of course you will. And think of us when you are in your kingdom." Ole Henriksen had remained quietly in his chair; he said little and smoked his cigar.
"I have represented to his Ma^tie. your Letter, and he doth gratiously observe those sweete and tender motions which rise in your minde, suitable with your noble, gentle and milde disposition, in which you excell your sex: especially where force or restraint should be done to the brother of youre deare Lorde.
No matter how often she had entered this apartment, she always felt a certain embarrassment at first, and she usually said in order to hide it: "Does Mr. Irgens live here?" But she noticed at once that Irgens was not in a playful mood to-day, and she asked what was the matter. When he had told her of the great calamity she, too, was indignant: "How unjust! What a scandal! Had Milde been selected?"
"Oh well, I won't detain you," says Milde. "By the way, have you written anything lately?" "A couple of prose poems," replies Ojen, brightening at once. "I am waiting to get off to Torahus so I can start in in earnest. You are right this town is unbearable!" "Well I had the whole country in mind, though Say, don't forget next Thursday evening in my studio.
People turn back in order to get a good look at these six gentlemen in ulsters and great-coats. Milde also attracts attention; he has been able to afford an entirely new outfit. He says nothing about Australia now. At two the life and traffic has risen to its high-water mark; movement everywhere, people promenade, drive in carriages, gossip; engines are breathing stertorously in the far distance.
Around Paulsberg's table the political situation was being discussed. Milde once more threatened to banish himself to Australia. But, thank Heaven, it now looked as if Parliament would do something before it was dissolved, would refuse to yield. "It is a matter of indifference to me what it does," said Gregersen of the Gazette.
Irgens and Aagot went over to the table, shook hands, and sat down. Aagot gave Coldevin her hand. Milde wanted to know what they would have. He happened to be flush. "Order anything you like " "You come too late," he said smilingly. "Coldevin has entertained us splendidly." Irgens looked up. He shot a swift glance at Coldevin and said, while he lit a cigar: "I have enjoyed Mr.
"As for me, I think it is a remarkable poem, irrespective of your opinion." "Surely, old fellow; but please don't talk about poetry," interrupted Milde. And as it dawned on him that he had been a little too rude to the poor peddler in Aagot's presence, he added hurriedly: "I mean Isn't it too much of a bore to talk about poetry and poetry all the time?
He sat down at a table and ordered his glass of beer. A moment later he felt somebody slap him on the shoulder. He looked up; it was Milde. "Good old boy!" shouted Milde. "Are you sitting here without saying a word? Welcome back! Come over to the window; you will find a couple of the fellows there." Ole went over to the window.
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