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And, stimulated by the thought of the penance their friends were enduring, they sent the boat spinning swiftly through the water, and rowed as though they were trying for a race, when they were suddenly pulled up by a loud "Halloo!" and the sight of another boat coming slowly out from Bosekop, wherein two individuals were standing up, gesticulating violently. "There they are!" exclaimed Lorimer.
You shall hear of me there enough to satisfy your appetite for news. Bosekop! In the days when my race ruled the land, such people as they that dwell there would have been put to sharpen my sword on the grindstone, or to wait, hungry and humble, for the refuse of the food left from my table!" He spoke with extraordinary heat and passion, it was evidently necessary to soothe him.
She it is who casts the blight on our land; she it is who makes the hands and hearts of our men heavy and careless, so that even luck has left the fishing; and yet you hesitate, you delay, you will not fulfill your promise! I tell you, there are those in Bosekop who, at my bidding, would cast her naked into the Fjord, leave her there, to sink or swim according to her nature!"
She saw him, answered his call, and drove still faster, soon she came up beside him, and without answering his amazed questions, she cried breathlessly "Jump in jump in! We must go on as quickly as possible to Bosekop! Quick quick! Oh my poor Froeken! The old villain! Wait till I get at him!" "But, my leet-le child!" expostulated Pierre, climbing up into the queer vehicle "What is all this?
"As bad as in Bosekop," murmured Britta, more to herself than to him, "only London is a larger place." Then raising her voice again, she said, "Perhaps there will be some people wicked enough to hate her ladyship, Morris?" "I shouldn't wonder," said Morris philosophically. "I shouldn't wonder at all!
The conversation is becoming interesting! Why not prolong it? We have no friends in Bosekop, and we are to anchor here for some days. Surely you will allow us to come and see you again?" Olaf Gueldmar was silent.
She could only move about on crutches, the beauty of her figure was gone but the beauty of her face grew more perfect every day! Never again was she seen on the hills, and so to the silly folks of Bosekop she seemed to have disappeared. Indeed, I kept her very existence a secret, I could not endure that others should hear of the destruction of all that marvellous grace and queenly loveliness!
And she began to enumerate a list of things she wanted from Bosekop for her patient's sustenance and comfort. "You must fetch all these," she said, "as soon as the day is fairly advanced." She glanced at the clock it was just four in the morning. "And at the same time, you had better call at the doctor's house." "He's away," interrupted Valdemar. "Gone to Christiania."
Dyceworthy gave little thought to these fond and regretful fair ones; he was much too comfortable at Bosekop to look back with any emotional yearning to the ugly, precise little provincial town he had left behind him.
A few tiny, twinkling lights showed the irregular outline of Bosekop, and now and then one or two fishing-boats with sable sails and small colored lamps at mast and prow would flit across the inky water like dark messengers from another world bound on some mournful errand.
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