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She took a few grains of the popcorn we pressed upon her, eating them discreetly and taking care not to get her fingers sticky. Frances drew her chair up nearer to the visitor. “I thought you were going to be married, Lena,” she said teasingly. “Did n’t I hear that Nick Svendsen was rushing you pretty hard?” Lena looked up with her curiously innocent smile. “He did go with me quite a while.
"Still, Svendsen did allow he thought he'd seen Stanton hanging about the homestead yesterday evening." "Thank you," said Jernyngham with cold politeness. "I'll want the team after dinner." Seeing no excuse for remaining, the rancher went out, and Jernyngham turned to the others. His brows were knitted and his eyes gleamed ominously.
His brilliant career glorified musical Norway; gave it confidence to assert itself, and serve as the inspiration of a long list of creative tone artists Kjerulf, Nordraak, Grieg, Svendsen, Winter-Hjelm, Sindling, and Behrens to write out and arrange for voice and modern instruments the music that had so long been preserved in the memories of the people.
"Larry," he cried as he rode up, and added when a shadowy figure came out: "You can send along your teams and do that breaking we were speaking of. Svendsen will pay you when you're through with it. I'm off to the north." "Ah!" exclaimed the other sharply. "I guess I know what you're after. It strikes me you should have gone before."
The most eminent choral leaders in Norway have been Johan D. Behrens, F.A. Reissinger, and O.A. Gröndahl. The Norwegian Musical Union has also been active in the development of tonal ideals. Its aim has been to provide chamber concerts of a high order. Grieg and Svendsen were its first conductors.
"However, there ought to be a truce between even the deadliest enemies where there's a blizzard raging and the temperature's forty below. Though I can't say you have treated me well, I'm glad you didn't get frozen, and if you'll sit down, I'll tell Mrs. Svendsen to bring you in some breakfast." "With what there is between us, you could hardly expect me to sit at your table."
"You don't look much the worse," the rancher said. "You had a fortunate escape." "How did I get here?" Jernyngham asked, leaning on the back of a chair, for he felt shaky still. "That's more than I can tell. Svendsen found you outside the door when he tried to get across to the stable. You couldn't have been there long: a few minutes, I guess, though we didn't hear you.
They walked on in silence for a while, and then Svendsen appeared near the homestead, waving his arm. "Looks as if I were wanted," Prescott remarked; "I believe there's a wagon to be fixed. Will you excuse me? I'll ride over and have a talk with Leslie in the morning."
He was a talkative person and looked as if he had something of importance to relate. "Svendsen has been over to ask if I saw Prescott when I was in at the settlement yesterday," he said. "When I told him that I hadn't, he seemed mighty disturbed." Muriel's heart throbbed painfully, but she waited for one of the others to speak, and Jernyngham, laying down his paper, glanced up sharply.
She took a few grains of the popcorn we pressed upon her, eating them discreetly and taking care not to get her fingers sticky. Frances drew her chair up nearer to the visitor. 'I thought you were going to be married, Lena, she said teasingly. 'Didn't I hear that Nick Svendsen was rushing you pretty hard? Lena looked up with her curiously innocent smile. 'He did go with me quite a while.
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