Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: May 9, 2025
Irgens said good night to her and to Miss Aagot, nodded to the others, and left Sara's. He had only gone a few steps when he heard somebody call him. Mrs. Hanka was hurrying after him; she had left her wraps in the cafe and had followed in order to say good night properly. Wasn't that nice of her? She smiled and was very happy. "I have hardly seen you since I got your book.
And Irgens answered her fully. Just as if she were a child whose curiosity had been aroused by the merest chance occurrence, Aagot made him tell her everything he knew concerning these strange people in Thranes Road No. 5. She wondered why the lady had blushed; why Irgens had greeted her so obsequiously.
However, he entered Ole's office one afternoon; the weather was clear and sunny, but it was blowing hard and the dust whirled through the streets in clouds and eddies. He was in doubt whether Miss Aagot would want to go out on such a day, and for this reason he said at once: "It is a gloriously windy day, Miss Aagot; I should like to take you up on the hills, up to the high places!
Won't any of you who know him say that he is innocent? Why are you all silent?" And the lady was led out of the courtroom. That was love! Aagot, the little goose, was moved. How beautiful sad and beautiful! And they carried her out? What a tragedy! "Well, probably the story is a little exaggerated," he said. "Love as strong as that does not grow on the bushes nowadays." "But it does exist!"
"No, I suppose you love her." And when he was silent she grew violently jealous. "You might at least tell me if you love her!" "I love you," he answered, "I do not lie; it is you and nobody else I love, Aagot. You can do with me what you like, but it is you." He did not look at her. He gazed down on the pavement and he wrung his hands repeatedly.
You never reprove me, never. But I haven't done anything wrong to-day I mean to-day when I was far up-town; you understand what I mean." And she looked at him with an open, straightforward glance. "Are you going back home soon, Miss Aagot?"
Well, don't tell me any more about it." "Miss Aagot one word only. Don't you care the least little bit for me?" He had seized her arm; she had to look at him. He was too violent; he did not control himself as he had promised; he was not very handsome now. She answered: "I love Ole; I hope you understand that." The sun sank deeper.
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.
No; Aagot was innocent as a child; still, for his sake, she might refuse an occasional invitation from Irgens.... Another long hour went by before Aagot returned. Her face was fresh and rosy, her eyes sparkling. She threw her arms around Ole's neck; she always did that when she had been with Irgens. Ole's misgivings dissolved and vanished in this warm embrace; how could he reproach her now?
The lady wore a long boa which billowed behind her in the breeze. And still Aagot and Coldevin sat there. "Won't you take me home? Excuse me a moment, I want to " She ran over to Irgens's table and took her coat from the chair. "Are you going?" he asked her in amazement. "Yes. Ugh I won't do this any more. Goodbye!" "What won't you do any more? Don't you want me to take you home?" "No.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking