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And not later either; not to-morrow. No, I am through for good." She gave Irgens her hand and said good-bye quickly. All the time she looked at Coldevin and seemed impatient to be off. "Remember our engagement for to-morrow," Irgens said. Aagot and Coldevin walked together down the street. He said nothing about his going away, and she didn't know of his intention.
Then Aagot appeared. Suddenly she cried out loudly. Coldevin arose and walked away. He had not looked at her nor had he said a word; he had simply shown himself he had been on the spot. He swayed like a man in a stupor. He turned the very first corner, the frozen smile still on his lips. Coldevin walked straight down to the railway station. He bought his ticket and was ready.
Don't worry about me; I am very comfortable. I hope you are enjoying yourself? Though I hardly need to ask you that." "But, do you know, there are times when I am longing for home, too. Can you understand that?" "That is only the first few days It will be a little hard never to see you again, Miss Aagot I mean a little that is " "You talk so strangely to-night," she said.
Ole talked on, pleased and happy over his friend's accomplishment, admiring now one stanza, now another, and thanking Irgens over and over. "Aagot and I have read it with beating hearts!" he said. "I really believe Aagot wept a little now and then Yes; you did; no use denying it, Aagot.
To me it seemed beautiful and full of feeling; don't spoil it for me now." And she turned to Aagot and said: "Didn't you find it so, too?" "But, dear Mrs. Hanka," exclaimed Milde, "don't say that I am always unkind to Ojen! Do I not wish him success with his application for the subsidy, contrary to my own interests? But this blessed new 'intention' is beyond me. Memories all right.
She was sewing on some red plush cushions for the cabin of the Aagot doll cushions, one would almost think, they were so small. Irgens put his cheek to one of them, closed his eyes, and said, "Good night, good night." "So you are going to the Art Exhibition!" said Ole smilingly. "Aagot has hardly spoken about anything else all day." "Couldn't you come, too?" she asked.
So she had not wanted company, not even her own husband's; she had been in a sentimental mood? But how could she be so cruel as to let this poor fellow Gregersen ramble home all alone, drunk as he was? It was simply heartless In about a week Ole Henriksen had returned from Torahus. Ojen had remained, but Ole had brought back a young lady, his fiancee, Aagot Lynum.
Don't argue with him. He knew what he was talking about. Ho! business morals! The rottenest morals on earth.... Meanwhile the Attorney was talking across the table to Irgens and Miss Aagot. He told them how he had come across Coldevin. "I ran across him a moment ago up your way, Irgens, in Thranes Road, right below your windows. I brought him along. I couldn't let the fellow stand there alone "
Irgens," said the driver; "the lady is not quite ready." "Do you know me?" asked Irgens in surprise. "I certainly do," said the cabman. "He knows you! he knows you!" cried Aagot as she stumbled down the steps. She had not put on her wrap yet; it was dragging after her and she tripped in it. Her eyes were expressionless and staring. Suddenly she laughed.
She must have been careless on this excursion day before yesterday and have caught a cold. He had wanted to take her out in the little yacht, but this had now been postponed until Sunday. He asked Tidemand to come along; there would be a few more; they would sail out to some reef and have coffee. "Are you sure Miss Aagot will be well by Sunday?" asked Tidemand.
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