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Let the master talk as much as he liked, catch it he would and catch it he must. But he must acquire greater skill before he would be able to render something so delicate and elusive. Accordingly Nils applied himself with all his might and main to his music, in the intervals between his work.
Then he bent over the bunk and resumed the application of his old folk remedy, the placing of wetted woolen socks upon Nils' forehead. Before the foc'sle door, we found our mob of stiffs, nursing their hurts, and watching the cabin. For, as all the world of ships knew, this was the time of day the lady came forward on her errand of mercy. They were a sorry-looking mob, as sore of heart as of body.
He waited until she came out into the kitchen and, brushing the child aside, took her place at the stove. Then he tapped on the screen door and entered. "It's nobody but Nils, Mother. I expect you weren't looking for me." Mrs. Ericson turned away from the stove and stood staring at him. "Bring the lamp, Hilda, and let me look." Nils laughed and unslung his valise. "What's the matter, Mother?
Her name was Evelina Oleson; she had a long, swinging walk which somehow suggested the measure of that song, and they used mercilessly to sing it at her. "Dat ugly Oleson girl, she teach in de school," Joe gasped, "an' she still walks chust like dat, yup-a, yup-a, yup-a, chust like a camel she go! Now, Nils, we have some more li'l drink. Oh, yes-yes-yes-yes-yes-yes-yes!
"But of course you think that no one but yourself has any nose or ears!" "One can't be too careful, with such neighbours as we have," said Father Bear gently. Then he leaped up with a roar. As luck would have it, one of the cubs had moved a paw over to Nils Holgersson's face and the poor little wretch could not breathe, but began to sneeze.
When they were gone and the swans came to their senses, they saw that the geese had risen and flown over to the other end of the bay. There was this at least to be said in the swans' favour when they saw that the wild geese had escaped, they were too proud to chase them. Moreover, the geese could stand on a clump of reeds with perfect composure, and sleep. Nils Holgersson was too hungry to sleep.
It was in the middle of the afternoon; apparently he had just got up. But he put me in an awkward position here why had he not gone to Nils? It struck me that he was perhaps, after all, a little shy of Nils with his temperance badge. The Captain must have guessed my difficulty, for he smiled and said: "Thinking what Nils might say? Well, perhaps I'd better talk to him first."
The musicians grinned, looked at each other, hesitated, and began a new air; and Nils sang with them, as the couples fell from a quick waltz to a long, slow glide: "When other lips and other hearts Their tale of love shall tell, In language whose excess imparts The power they feel so well." The old women applauded vigorously. "What a gay one he is, that Nils!" And old Mrs.
Meeting dead water like that out in the open sea generally meant that something was going to happen. Nils Buvaagen, like all fjord peasants, had a strong leaning towards every kind of superstition; and in his many voyages across the North Sea, he had had more than one experience of the kind in question. He had sat quite silent so far.
As to the first, the tall scholar, who was what Nils had promised to be, her permanent pupil, he was not always as obedient and submissive as he might have been.
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