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But there's nothing very amusing about this one. Would she rather go somewhere else? "Yes. To the Grand." I hesitated; it might be hardly safe. I had been away for a long time now, and if we met any one I knew I might have to talk to them. But Frokenen insisted on Grand. She had had but a few days' practice in the capital, and had already gained a deal of self-assurance.
"So you're the man who's going to give us water laid on to the house?" said Fruen kindly. I took off my cap and bowed in a heavy, stolid fashion, and the priest answered for me: yes, this was the man. Frokenen gave me one curious glance, and then started talking in an undertone to her brother.
That evening I went up to the churchyard, as I had done so many times before, but seeing Frokenen already there, I turned away, and took myself off into the woods. And afterwards I thought: now she will surely be touched by my humility, and think: poor fellow, he showed real delicacy in that. And the next thing, of course, was to imagine her coming after me.
Froken Elisabeth rang off, and said shortly: "She had to go and see some friends." We went back to our seat, and had some more wine; I tried to be cheerful, and suggested champagne. Yes, thanks. And then, as we're sitting there, Frokenen says suddenly: "Oh, there's Bewer! I'm so glad we're drinking champagne."
We went up the hill, and I set the instrument for them and let them look. "Wonderful!" said Fruen. But Frokenen said never a word. The priest asked: "But are you sure there's water here?" I answered carefully, as a man of sober judgment, that it was not a thing to swear to beforehand, but there was every sign of it. "What sort of signs?" asked Fruen. "The nature of the ground.
But when I had dressed, I felt myself that my working clothes were better suited to me now; I took off my best things again, and hid them carefully in my bag. But, as it happened, it was not Frokenen at all who received me on that Sunday afternoon, but Fruen. She talked to me for quite a while, and she had spread a little white cloth under my cup.
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