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Fourteen days elapsed. Gottlieb had fully learned the road from Almvik to the cottage in the valley. It had never entered the mind of any one of the inmates of the cottage to consider him a dangerous guest. Magde, who possessed a quick eye, soon discovered that Nanna was the cause of his visits; but she also perceived that Gottlieb was no dissembler.
Fabian's absence might be connected in some degree with his wayward love. The day on which he had visited Magde, in order to take advantage of Carl's theft, he had also departed from Almvik in the morning, for during the evening hours his wife was invariably on the watch.
"Silence, silence my poor sister, I know myself what I have to say Go and may God be with you here is the key Lock the door Carl take the oars." When Magde's boat passed the mansion at Almvik, two persons were walking on the verge of the shore near the lake. The one was Mistress Ulrica, and her companion was Gottlieb, who had returned a few days before, from his trip through Norway.
"Possibly; but henceforth I shall address you as Mademoiselle Nanna." "Shall we then see each other again?" "Yes, yes, quite probably we are to be neighbors." "You intend, then, to reside at Almvik?" "Yes, for a few weeks, perhaps during the whole summer; but I pray you come with me a few steps on my road, I need your guidance."
"O, stop your prating, child! Fish is very good food indeed." "But not strengthening. How delicious it would be if we only had a partridge, or even a rabbit. Certainly they would not cost much! But who dare think of such luxuries? All delicacies must be sent to Almvik."
"I do not know whether I loved her when I departed from Almvik; but this much I do know, that her image has been with me constantly during my absence; and that I shall see her again to-day." "To tell her of this folly?" "O, no, that would be unjust, as I can tell her nothing more." "Thank Heaven for that! You, yourself, see that it would be impossible to "
Gottlieb's heart bounded with joy, as he proceeded on his road towards Almvik, but the heart of another traveller in the same direction was oppressed with gloomy forebodings. It is almost unnecessary to say that the latter traveller was Mr. Fabian H . On his arrival at Almvik he entered his wife's chamber trembling with anxiety, lest Gottlieb had been there before him.
"True, very true," said Nanna smiling, and her countenance radiant with joy, appeared still more beautiful, "and now I am " " Betrothed," said Gottlieb joyfully embracing her. How happy were the inmates of the little cottage that evening! When the news of Gottlieb's betrothal reached Almvik, Mrs. Ulrica foretold that nothing but evil would result from the wedding. Mr.
In its clear bosom was reflected the lofty cliffs of mount Kinnekulle, and sloop after sloop passed over this gigantic image until a puffing steamboat dashed over it and the picture was lost in the foaming spray in her wake. Almvik was situated on a truly romantic spot near the margin of the lake, of which a magnificent view could be obtained from the mansion.
"God grant that we may have nothing worse to expect from Almvik, than that they should prevent us from enjoying luxuries that poor people cannot expect to procure." "O, that is not my opinion. In winter-time, when Ragnar is at home, he procures us many a savory dish with his gun."
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