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"He looks like Baldur, the god of the sun," Karen whispered in reply; and then forgot everything else in watching the gay company. "I have never seen so many people having such a good time before," she explained to Fru Ekman after a little while. "At the Sea-gull Light there was never anything like this. It is more like the stories of the gathering of the gods, than just plain Sweden.
"Und die zwei Jungen haben sich so gern." "Has he promised her this?" said Fru Kaas, with haughty coldness. "Nein, nein, nein," was the frightened reply. They two, mother and daughter, had thought of it that day. They had read in the paper that the young Von Kas was going away. "Herr Gott in Himmel!" if her daughter could thus be rid at once of all her troubles!
Fru Kaas turned away; she knew that for the moment she was nothing more than an old chattel pushed away into a corner. It was Helene. She knew that they had arrived and thought that she would row past the house; and thus it was that she had encountered Rafael, who had simply gone out to amuse himself.
The court had heard that morning what her mistress, Fru Heyerdahl, thought of her no one could wish for a finer recommendation. Barbro had then gone to Bergen. Here the advocate laid great stress on a most feelingly written testimonial from two young business men in whose employ Barbro had been while at Bergen evidently in a position of trust.
"Can't you come on," he cried impatiently at last "I don't want mumsey to see me." When both were hidden from the kitchen window through which Fru Gustafsson used to keep a religiously preoccupied eye on the doings of her son, Johan pulled a cigarette from within his coat sleeve and a match from his pocket.
"You ought to have asked Fru Jurgensen to remember me to Beck then at the same time," he said, cuttingly, and went past her into the house without looking her in the face. Elizabeth followed him, feeling very uncomfortable, and after standing for a moment in indecision, went over to him, and sitting down on his knee, put her arm round his neck, saying "You are not angry with me, are you?
"And how is Fru Holmbo?" asked Ella. She was frightened when she had said it, but she felt an intense bitterness which would break out. She had noticed how thin and pale Fru Holmbo looked she evidently missed Aarö, and that was too much! The friend smiled: "Oh! have you heard that silly rumour? No, Aksel Aarö was only the medium between her and the man to whom she was secretly attached.
"A cough lozenge at this moment might be the saving of us!" "What shall we do if the enemy hears us!" cried Fru Bjornson. "Here! I have just found a peppermint-drop in my pocket. Let us divide it into three. It may be some slight assistance."
"And fancy!" she went on with animation, "Fru Jurgensen knows Marie Forstberg. So I asked her to remember me to her." "Marie Forstberg? who is she?" asked Salvé. "She who was so kind to me," she stopped here, and the colour came and went in her face as she continued "it was she who married Beck's son the lieutenant."
They must, they would have the song again, this time Aarö's haughty opposition should be useless; but he would not give way, and at last some of the audience gave up the attempt, though others continued insistent. During this interval several ladies escaped out of the crowd: they passed near Ella. "Did you see Fru Holmbo, how she hid herself and cried?"
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