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Coldevin took his leave. He walked straight to the telegraph office. He remained outside awhile; then he ascended the stairs and peeped through the glass doors. Then he turned, went back to the street, and made for the harbour. He sauntered back and forth outside the Henriksen warehouse and glanced furtively toward the little office window. He did not take his eyes from the window for a long time.
Aagot's eyes were on him; he caught her glance of rapt attention, and she made him understand with a warm smile that she had listened to his every word. She wanted to show Ole how little she had meant her thoughtless regret that he was no poet. She nodded to Coldevin and wished the poets all they got.
The leaders might fail us now as heretofore. Indeed, they might." Coldevin drank from his glass. "I cannot say that I remember their failing us heretofore," said the Attorney. "Do you refer to any particular occasion when the leaders have betrayed us?" "Well, yes. Promises have been broken, promises have been interpreted, promises have been openly and dispassionately denied.
Coldevin accentuated this. He had noticed that a great many people here in the city mainly lived in the restaurants. He had looked for acquaintances in their homes, but in vain; however, he met them when he occasionally went to a cafe.
Paulsberg; later on Attorney Grande appeared, dragging with him Coldevin, who followed unwillingly and protestingly; he wanted to be excused. The Attorney had met him outside and had thought it would be fun to bring him along.
They continued the conversation for some time, told a couple of anecdotes about a university professor, and drifted back to the situation. Finally they discussed the grain prices. It looked bad; there was some talk of crop failures in Russia. Coldevin was absolutely normal in his talk; he evidently was well informed and spoke quietly and thoughtfully.
Tidemand found it upon his return; found the keys and this farewell, which was only a line or two. Tidemand went out again. He sauntered through the streets, down toward the harbour. He followed the docks far out. A couple of hours went by, then he returned the same way. He looked at his watch; it was one o'clock. Suddenly he ran across Coldevin.
Aagot asked quickly, with big, bewildered eyes: "Thranes Road, did you say? Irgens, he was standing below your windows!" Her heart was fluttering with fear. Coldevin observed her fixedly; he made sure that she should notice he was staring straight at her. Meanwhile Norem continued his impossible tirade.
And she turned to Coldevin again: "I would have loved to stay and talk with you, but I have no time; I am going to the island." She offered Coldevin her hand and said: "Anyway, I hope everything will turn out for the best; don't you think it will, too? I am sorry to have to hurry off. So long; be sure and come up soon!" She skipped down the steps and into the boat.
"Are you leaving us so soon?" "Yes; I have got to go home and dress. I am going to Tivoli. See you later." Irgens left. "There you see the famous Irgens," said the Attorney to Coldevin. "Yes, indeed," answered Coldevin with a smile. "I see so much greatness here that I am getting altogether bewildered.
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