"But she went away in the greatest possible hurry, and the affair was well enough known, more's the pity known and forgotten now, one may say." "What was known?" asked Salvé, catching her up, angrily. "Did you see her, Madam Gjers?" "Not I, indeed, nor no one else neither. The Becks were living out at Tromö at the time; and there was just very good reason for "
Madam Gjers exhausted herself in a flood of deprecation, the gist of which was that she had only said and believed what she had heard from every creature in the town; but Salvé was unappeasable, and slinging his chest over his back with a rope, he went down with it to the quay, with the intention of chartering a boat to take him over to his father.
Madam Gjers was agog with curiosity, and whispered, "I'll say nothing you may trust me;" and waited eagerly then for further particulars which she might take the first opportunity of retailing. Salvé assured her that he knew of old that a secret was always safe with her, and resumed then absently "So the lieutenant is married?" "This long while," she replied.