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And I answer, and throw myself down on the road. "Godaften, Edwarda," I say again, worn out with joy. "That you should care for me so!" she whispers. And I answered her: "If you knew how grateful I can be! You are mine, and my heart lies still within me all the day, thinking of you. You are the loveliest girl on earth, and I have kissed you.
I had nothing to offer my visitors that they would care about; I thought of it, and would have roasted a bird for them, just for amusement let them eat it hunter's fashion, with their fingers. It might amuse them. And I cooked the bird. Edwarda told about the Englishman. An old man, an eccentric, who talked aloud to himself.
Put yourself in my place; I live all alone, and am not accustomed to the society of ladies; besides which, I have been drinking wine, and am not used to that either. You must make allowances for that." And I laughed, and showed great indifference to such a trifle, that it might be forgotten; but, inwardly, I was serious. Moreover, what I had said made no impression on Edwarda.
Calm, open sky, cool nights, many clear, clear tones and dear sounds in the woods and fields. The earth was resting, vast and peaceful... "I have not heard anything from Herr Mack about the two guillemots I shot," I said to the Doctor. "You can thank Edwarda for that," he said. "I know. I heard that she set herself against it." "I do not thank her for it," said I... Indian summer Indian summer.
Why ever had I given myself away so to that Doctor? The thought that I had put my arm round him and looked at him with wet eyes angered me; he would chuckle over it, I thought; perhaps at that very moment he might be sitting laughing over it, with Edwarda. He had set his stick aside in the hall. Yes, even if I were lame, I could not compare with the Doctor.
He was a Roman Catholic, and always carried a little prayer-book, with red and black letters, about with him wherever he went. "Was he an Irishman then?" asked the Doctor. "An Irishman...?" "Yes since he was a Roman Catholic." Edwarda blushed, and stammered and looked away. "Well, yes, perhaps he was an Irishman." After that she lost her liveliness.
The other ladies looked at one another and moved away, so as not to humiliate me. Just at that moment someone came quickly over towards us. All could see her it was Edwarda. She came straight to me. She said something, and threw her arms round my neck; clasped her arms round my neck and kissed me again and again on the lips. Each time she said something, but I did not hear what it was.
"Afraid of? My dear Doctor!" Pause. "No," he said, "I have not proposed and been accepted. But you have, perhaps. There's no proposing to Edwarda she will take whomever she has a fancy for. Did you take her for a peasant girl? You have met her, and seen for yourself. She is a child that's had too little whipping in her time, and a woman of many moods. Cold? No fear of that! Warm? Ice, I say.
Afterwards I saw him telling Edwarda what had occurred; I saw how disgusted she was. She thought, perhaps, of her shoe that I had thrown into the water, of the cups and glasses I had so unfortunately managed to break, and of all the other breaches of good taste I had committed; doubtless all those things flashed into her mind again. I was ashamed.
Edwarda was sitting indoors, reading. At the instant of my entering, she started at my uniform; she looked at me sideways like a bird, and even blushed. She opened her mouth. "I have come to say good-bye," I managed to get out at last. She rose quickly to her feet, and I saw that my words had had some effect. "Glahn, are you going away? Now?" "As soon as the boat comes."
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